Žodžiai dainai: Mute Math. The Nerve.

Can you believe this world's got the nerve to insist
they won't trade for a better one?
Can you believe this world's yellin' out in the dark
it wants to be left alone?
Can you believe this world never woulda had the chance
without us giving it blood?
Can you believe this world lacks the common courtesy
to thank us all for the love?

[Chorus:]
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire! [x3]

Can you believe this world's like a glassy eyed swiller
caught sippin' another one?
Can you believe this world's like a tyrant taking over
anything that it wants?
Can you believe this world's like a wounded martyr
worried if his commitment is gone?
Can you believe this world's like a vagrant in the
gutter talkin' nothing is wrong?

[Chorus:]
Set it on fire
Set it on fire
Set it on fire
Set it on fire
Set it on fire [x3]

Can you believe this world's just a double dealin'
joker, gonna stick to his guns?
Can you believe this world's just a television blaring,
a million devils at once?
Can you believe this world's just a charmer in disguise
with a lavender soul?
Can you believe this world's just exactly as we built
it, runnin' out of control?

[Chorus:]
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire! [x3]

(Merci a Julie pour cettes paroles)