Gas and Matches

[Verse 1] 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 shit up Pity party Feeling sorry for yourself [Verse 2] 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