All the way up here
I was thinking it over
I wish we could drink some beer
And work it out.
Our lungs were burning
We're starting to worry
I couldn't catch my breath
Or slow my heart beat.
We took your photograph;
We thought thought we'd have a few good laughs
At your expense.
Here you thought we were your friends.
I guess now you know.
Or do you?
Are they really
People like that
Or is this idea
Making sh** up
Pity party
Feeling sorry for yourself
We were begging for mercy
You were holding a gas can
You had our hands tied
Behind our backs
I started crying.
I thought it was over.
You pulled a matchbook from your back pocket.
We took your photograph
We thought we'd have a few good laughs
At your expense.
Here you thought we were your friends.
I guess now you know.
We knew you were half and half
But we never knew you were
A psychopath
Or that you'd have the last laugh
I guess now we know.