Playing would you rather

When it comes to fire

You always say that you′d prefer to drownYou were still in the ambulance

When the cop suggested you're the one

Who tried to burn it down

Come to find out

I′m a can on a string, you're on the end

We found our way out

Of the suicide pact of our family and friends

In the background, I'll be waiting

We have the same face

I laid awake as someone shoved you up against a wall

Quarantined in a bad dream

He′s half the man and you′re twice as tall

Come to find out

I'm a can on a string, you′re on the end

We found our way out

Of the suicide pact of our family and friends

In the background, I'll be waiting

Next time I see you, you′ll show me

A hundred different ways to say the same things

Come to find out

I'm a can on a string, you′re on the end

We found our way out

Of the suicide pact of our family and friends

And when you touch down, I'll be waving