Here we sit in a darkened office
Hanging light pendulates between us
I think you too are cuffed to your chair
I don't see either of us going anywhere
Which of us will crack first, crack first, which of us will?
Who's gonna get to the bottom of who?
Which of us will crack first, crack first, who's gonna spill?
I feel it coming in a second or two
I need a second or third to process
How unlikely it is you confess
But I think I saw it in the way that you blink
And I think I heard it in the way that you think
Which of us will crack first, crack first, which of us will?
Who's gonna get to the bottom of who?
Which of us will crack first, crack first, who's gonna spill?
I feel it coming in a second or two
'Cause I'm twice or thrice as lucid in this moment with you
And I no longer control the things my brain's gonna do
And I'm holding out on hoping that the same is gonna happen to you
I tore my case notes in twain and thrain
And I watched you take yours and do the same
Do you dare me to go on the record?
Do you dare me?
Which of us will crack first, crack first, which of us will?
Who's gonna get to the bottom of who?
Which of us will crack first, crack first, who's gonna spill?
I feel it coming in a second or two
'Cause I'm twice or thrice as lucid in this moment with you
And I no longer control the things my brain's gonna do
And I'm holding out on hoping that the same is gonna happen to you