you’re quick on your feet, I know
you’ve had this stored up for days, it shows
Every word is practiced every manner is learned
but that doesn’t do a damn thing for my ways
no that doesn’t do a damn thing for my ways

and you’re forcing me to finish when I don’t want to
and you’re forcing me to say when I’m not ready
you push push push push
it’s never gonna go your way

you say you don’t got a temper, that’s bull
you’re just stern instead of angry, so-oh
you’re a mountain of a mole hill
your words are tiny fists
pounding through my ribs until I split
pounding through my ribs until I split

we’ve got a long way to go
but you have stopped the flow
you’ve gotta wait to get the answers
and not just the words that you want to hear