[Intro] One, two, ready or not, Three, four, pick your spot. Five, six, don't make a sound, Seven, eight, don't turn around. Nine, ten, here I come… “Why is everyone hiding from me?” [Verse 1] The rules are simple, so they say The last one found gets taken away. We drew the boundaries in the dirt, Nobody warned us how they'd hurt. Behind the trees, beneath the slide, There's always one more place to hide. The streetlights flicker, time to go, But someone's whispering, "Not yet, no." [Pre-Chorus] Ready or not, here I come, Don't you breathe and don't you run. If I find you, don't you scream, Not everything is what it seems. [Chorus] One, two, where'd you go? Three, four, nobody knows. Five, six, lock the gate, Seven, eight, it's getting late. Nine, ten, here we go, Someone's hiding down below. One, two, someone's missing, Why's the empty swing still swinging? [Verse 2] The swings are rusted, paint's worn thin, But one's still moving in the wind. I swear I heard you call my name, The way you did before the game. You said nobody disappeared, Then why'd we stop coming back here? We grew up and moved away, Pretended it was just a game. But someone's knocking after dark, Leaving footprints through the park. Three little knocks against my door, A little voice says, "Just one more." [Pre-Chorus] Yesterday was years ago, But someone's waiting down below. The counting starts, the shadows creep, There's one more promise we didn't keep. [Chorus] One, two, someone's missing, Three, four, something's different. Five, six, count the faces, Seven, eight, empty spaces. Nine, ten, here we go, Someone vanished years ago. One, two, someone's missing, Why am I the only one who misses them? [Bridge] One, two, three… “Who's counting with me?” Four, five, six… “That wasn't my voice.” Seven, eight, nine… “Stop counting.” Ten. “Found you.” [Final Chorus] One, two, someone's missing, Three, four, nobody's listening. Five, six, hide away, Seven, eight, don't let it stay. Nine, ten, count again, One more name we'll soon forget One, two, someone's missing, Now the whole damn town is listening. One, two, ready or not, Three, four, I've been caught. Five, six, don't make a sound, Seven, eight, don't turn around. Nine, ten, here they come, Nowhere left for me to run. One, two, someone's missing, Who's the voice that keeps on singing? [Outro] One, two, someone went away. Three, four, no one came to play. Five, six, nothing left to say… (Everything stops. A confused whisper, very close to the microphone:) “Wait… what's my name?” (A barely audible second voice replies:) “Ready or not…” (Cut to silence.)
