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