Writer(s): Ben McKee, Dan Reynolds, Daniel Platzman, Wayne Sermon, A. Grant
Gold up in my, gold up in my teeth
Don't care what you say to me,
I'ma bite your feelings out
I missed you in the basement
But your brother was a good substitute for you
And if you love me, love me,
but you never let me go
When the roof was on fire, you never let me know
Say you're sorry honey, but you never really show
And I could leave a party
without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Gold up in my, gold up in my teeth
Tastes like money when I speak
And I missed you in the basement, yeah
Bodies on the pavement
And if you love me, love me,
but you never let me go
When the roof was on fire, you never let me know
Say you're sorry honey, but you never really show
And I could leave a party
without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Gold up in my, gold up in my teeth
Tastes like money when I speak
And I missed you in the basement,
Bodies on the pavement
Oh
And if you love me, love me,
but you never let me go
When the roof was on fire, you never let me know
Say you're sorry honey,
but you never really show
And I could leave a party
without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
