[Verse 1] You leave a little message with the middle cut out, Just enough poison to make me figure it out, Half of a sentence and a buck-toothed little grin, Then you sit in the dark waiting for me to begin. You never say yes, you never say no, You just crack the door and make everybody go, “What did they mean? What was that about?” You live for the chase, you live for the doubt. [Pre-Chorus] Little breadcrumb, little trap, Little whisper at my back, You want attention? Here’s a fact— I’m done feeding the Riddle Rat. [Chorus] RIDDLE RAT! Scurrying around in the walls! RIDDLE RAT! Leaving little riddles in the halls! You want me worried, want me mad, Want me chasing what you never had— RIDDLE RAT! I ain’t taking the bait. [Verse 2] You say something vague then pretend it’s no thing, Wait for the phone and the sympathy ring, You need everybody leaning in close, Then punish the one who gets near you the most. Every little silence is a loaded gun, Every little mystery is supposed to be fun, But the joke gets old when the pattern gets clear: You don’t want supports, you want fear. [Pre-Chorus] Little breadcrumb, little trap, Little whisper at my back, You want attention? Here’s a fact— I’m done feeding the Riddle Rat. [Chorus] RIDDLE RAT! Scurrying around in the walls! RIDDLE RAT! Leaving little riddles in the halls! You want me worried, want me mad, Want me chasing what you never had— RIDDLE RAT! I ain’t taking the bait. [Bridge] Say what you mean. Mean what you say. Or keep your little maze And crawl away. I’m not your audience. I’m not your stage. I’m not gonna rattle Every time you shake your little cage. [Breakdown] Cryptic. Needy. Mean for fun. Light the fuse, then fucking run. Cry for attention, hide from blame, Change the rules, rewrite the game. No more guessing. No more that. Starve the little Riddle Rat. [Final Chorus] RIDDLE RAT! Scurrying around in the walls! RIDDLE RAT! Waiting for somebody to call! You want me worried, want me mad, Want me missing what I never had— RIDDLE RAT! I ain’t taking the bait. RIDDLE RAT! You can scratch, you can squeal, RIDDLE RAT! But the mystery ain’t real. Just another little trap From somebody scared to talk straight back— RIDDLE RAT! Go chew on somebody else’s cage.
