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