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      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.