Panic! At The Disco – H urricane

Are you worth your weight in gold?
‘ Cause you’re behind my eyelids when I’m all alone
Hey stranger, I want ya to catch me like a cold
You and God both got the guns
And when you shoot, I think I’d duck

Hey hey, we are a hurricane
Drop our anchors in a storm
Hey, they will never be the same
A fire in a flask to keep us warm