Unspoken - The Ninth Wave

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 and you lie to the pain, unspoken

If I told you the games were not made to be won

Could you handle the shame of knowing all that you’d done?

Would you 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 and you lie to the pain, unspoken

Each time every answer’s the same

Say it once and you’ll say it again

You prefer and you lie to the pain, unspoken

Each time every answer’s the same

Say it once and you’ll say it again

You prefer and you lie to the pain, unspoken