

Caught on the off-beat,
tongue tied
Rim clicks like knuckles on glass You move—then you don’t,
and I can’t decide (hummmm) I count the gaps between your steps
Like someone’s watching through the door
I keep my hands where you forget
But I still reach for more (yeah)
Say it straight—don’t dress it up My chest is a metronome that
won’t behave If you lean in,
I’ll call your bluff If you pull back,
I’ll misbehave (ahhhh)
Let me out of the maybe
Let me into the real
If you want me,
don’t fade me
I can’t numb what I feel
Let me out of the maybe
Say the word, make it clean Hold me close,
then don’t play me
I’m too sharp to stay unseen (ooh) (ooh) (yeah)
You talk in circles,
I stay square
I read your pause
like it’s a dare
My cool is cracking at the seams But I won’t beg,
I’ll just repeat (ha)
If it’s a test,
I’m done guessing Put it on the table,
no finesse
I’m not a mirror for your panic
I’m a signal under stress (hummmm)
Let me out of the maybe
Let me into the real If you want me,
don’t fade me
I can’t numb what I feel Let me out of the maybe
Say the word, make it clean Hold me close,
then don’t play me
I’m too sharp to stay unseen
(oh) Stay if you mean it Go if you don’t I’ll keep
the rhythm Even alone (ahhhh)