Gas And Matches

All the way up here

I was thinking it over

I wished we could drink some beer

And work it out

My lungs were burning

I was starting to worry

I couldn't catch my breath

Or slow my heart beat

We took your photograph

We thought we'd would 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 guy just...

Making shit up

for pity parties

and feeling sorry for himself?

we were begging for mercy

You were holding a gas can

You had our hands tied

behind our backs.

I started crying

Cause 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