Chicken Out - Gomez, Ben Ottewell, Tom Gray

What are you on?

Think you’re the businessman

What are you on?

The rhythm is wrong

Someone’s out of tune

And you call this a song?

Well, you’re havin' me on

I don’t believe, you lie

You’re havin' me on

It’s takin' too long

When’s it going to kick in?

And you call this a song?

Well, I, I’m never gonna get through to you

Who’s gonna chicken out first?

I knew all along, knew you were bragging it

What planet you on?

Gotta stop your carryin' on

I cannot carry you

My patience is gone

You kept me singin' along

But you’re not listenin' to what’s goin' on

So I’ll take you head on

I’ll take your head off

Then I’ll take you head on

Well, I, I’m never gonna get through to you

Who’s gonna chicken out first?

You’re gonna chicken out first

We’re all alone

I see you shaking

Now your armies are flown

You’re puttin' it on

I see you faking

But you’re foolin' no one

There’s a lot of shit goin' on

I cannot hear you

There’s too much goin' on

Oh, I said it all wrong

I didn’t mean it

Now I’ve broken the song

Well, I, I’m never gonna get through to you

Who’s gonna chicken out first?

I’m never gonna get through to you

Well, you’ll chicken out, you’ll chicken out first

I’m never gonna get through to you

I’m never gonna get through to you

I’m never gonna get through to you