Spit It Out

(Verse 1) I asked you straight, but you slither and choke, Words stuck in your throat like a bad joke. You think I’m too dumb to see what’s going on? But your dance around the truth has gone on too long. (Pre-Chorus) You’re a coward, hiding behind your own lies, Acting all slick, but I see through your disguise. Your silence screams louder than your twisted tongue, I’m tired of your games—I'm not the one. (Chorus) Spit it out! What’s the damn excuse? You think you’re clever? You think I’m confused? Allergic to answers, allergic to the truth— But I’ll rip it from you like pulling a tooth. Spit it out, you can’t run forever— I’m not here for your half-assed endeavor. Allergic to straight answers, but I see you now— Time to shut your mouth, or spit it out! (Verse 2) You dodge the truth like it’s fire in your hands, But I’m not the one who will bow to your plans. You squirm and you shake like you’ve got something to hide, But I’ve got the patience, and I’ll eat you alive. (Pre-Chorus) You’re weak, all bark and no bite, Tryin’ to act tough, but you fold in the light. I’m done with your stories, done with your games, You’re just a coward who’s scared of the flames. (Chorus) Spit it out! What’s the damn excuse? You think you’re clever? You think I’m confused? Allergic to answers, allergic to the truth— But I’ll rip it from you like pulling a tooth. Spit it out, you can’t run forever— I’m not here for your half-assed endeavor. Allergic to straight answers, but I see you now— Time to shut your mouth, or spit it out! (Bridge) No more hiding, no more lies— I can see the fear in your eyes. I’ve been calm, I’ve been kind— Now it’s time for you to speak or die. (Chorus) Spit it out! What’s the damn excuse? You think you’re clever? You think I’m confused? Allergic to answers, allergic to the truth— But I’ll rip it from you like pulling a tooth. Spit it out, you can’t run forever— I’m not here for your half-assed endeavor. Allergic to straight answers, but I see you now— Time to shut your mouth, or spit it out! (Outro) I’m done waiting, done with the chase— I’ll rip the truth from your twisted face. No more dodging, no more doubt— You’re out of time, so spit it out.