I’d Rather Die Than Be Famous Pierce The Veil

[Chorus]
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
Come on, Holly, put the gun down for me
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
You love money and the sex in your veins
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
They're trying to take it from us, they're trying to take it from us
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
You're so pretty when you dress for the grave

[Verse 1]
Love me as you lay
Dizzy and falling, your legs dangling
Although accidents happen, they happen to me
Try to forget the beginning and end
Forget the world!
Without removing the glass from your lips

[Chorus]
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
You love money and the sex in your veins
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
They're trying to take it from us, they're trying to take it from us
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
The sun's coming up and we're still awake