If I rip you apart to get the answers within
I'd be wasting my time, it's easier to give in
Turn your back to hide the taste in your mouth Sitting there on your tongue but you can't spit it out You can't spit it out
Each time every answer's the same
Say it once and you'll say it again You prefer any lie to the pain
Unspoken
If I told you that games were not made to be won,
Could you handle the shame of knowing all that you've done
Was turn the backs of those you lost in the crowd?
Sitting there on your tongue but you can't spit it out
Each time every answer's the same
Say it once and you'll say it again
You prefer any lie to the pain
Unspoken