97% sure

Your silence screams, a twisted art,

Every flicker, tearing me apart.

I'm a whisper tracing on your skin,

A wicked game, where do we begin?

I chase

You stall

You stall

I feel it in the static

The broken beat

Like a warning sign under my feet

I’m 97% sure you don’t like me

3% of hope’s still trying to fight me

You keep me guessing

Yeah

You’re lightning

Frightening

But I’m 97% sure you don’t like me

Your words drip venom

Sugar-laced

A bitter pill I’m forced to taste

I'm the reflection you try to erase--

You try to face

You try to face

Your silence is a war

Your eyes the flame

I keep losing

But I play the game

I’m 97% sure you don’t like me

3% of hope’s still trying to fight me

You keep me guessing

Yeah

You’re lightning

Frightening

But I’m 97% sure you don’t like me

I’m 97% sure you don’t like me

3% of hope’s still trying to fight me

You keep me guessing

Yeah

You’re lightning

Frightening

But I’m 97% sure you don’t like me