Unable to tell the truth

(Verse 1) I ask you a question, but you take your time, Dancing around it like you’re stuck in a rhyme. You think I don’t notice the way that you stall, But I’m getting tired of nothing at all. (Pre-Chorus) It’s like pulling teeth just to get one line, I’m waiting for truth, but you never arrive. You talk in circles, never get to the point, You’re dodging the truth like it’s some kind of joint. (Chorus) You’re allergic to straight answers, and it’s wearing me thin, Every time you open your mouth, I wonder where to begin. I’m asking for honesty, but you keep spinning the wheel— You’re allergic to the truth, and I’m done with the deal. Why’s it so hard to just say what you mean? You’re allergic to straight answers, it’s all I’ve ever seen. (Verse 2) You make excuses like it’s second nature, Building walls with every conversation. I’m standing here waiting, watching you deflect, You’ve mastered the art of dodging respect. (Pre-Chorus) You act like it’s nothing, like you’re not to blame, But your silence says more than the words you’ve tamed. I don’t need perfection, just something real— But every time I ask, you refuse to reveal. (Chorus) You’re allergic to straight answers, and it’s wearing me thin, Every time you open your mouth, I wonder where to begin. I’m asking for honesty, but you keep spinning the wheel— You’re allergic to the truth, and I’m done with the deal. Why’s it so hard to just say what you mean? You’re allergic to straight answers, it’s all I’ve ever seen. (Bridge) I don’t need a mystery, don’t need a maze, I just want to hear something honest these days. But you’re dodging like it’s a game to play, You keep avoiding while I fade away. (Chorus) You’re allergic to straight answers, and it’s wearing me thin, Every time you open your mouth, I wonder where to begin. I’m asking for honesty, but you keep spinning the wheel— You’re allergic to the truth, and I’m done with the deal. Why’s it so hard to just say what you mean? You’re allergic to straight answers, it’s all I’ve ever seen. (Outro) So keep dodging the truth, keep playing your part, But I’m walking away, I’m protecting my heart. You’re allergic to straight answers, and I’ve had enough— I’m done with the games, you’ve called your own bluff.