I look out my acre empire, and survey the fire.
And Nero's not as bad as you believe,
Sure, he killed, but that is not unique at all for leaders.
And I kill my songs,
One last call to sing along.
And my instruments with it:
Let it go, I don't give a shit.
You put down the matches and take my hand.
Arise from the ashes and try again.
I would burn down anything if it means you would love me.
I would burn down anything if it means you would love me again.