It's hidden in the coil of the clouds
Somewhere in the corners of our phones
It's torn at the edges of the tattered photographs
And in the long-buried bones
I took the lion's share of the spoils
And all the things that were offered to me
But you never pay such a high, high price
As for the things you were told were for free

Do you really want to go there?
Do you really want to go there?
Now you want us both to stare into the sun
To see who is the one that blinks the first
Do you really want to go there?

I close my eyes
And I count to ten
I hold my tongue
And then I count again

Now the silences are long and loaded
And detonation is near
And the cornered animal will cower or attack
When all it can feel is fear

Do you really want to go there?
Do you really want to go there?
Now you want us both to stare into the sun
To see who is the one that blinks the first
You want us both to stare into the sun
To see who is the one that blinks the first
Do you really want to go there?
Do you really want to go there?
Do you really want to go there?