Matches

You were always too good for him Girl, we both know he was punching And it's hard to see the shape you're in Can't sit here and do nothing I hate him for the way it made you hurt So when you're ready, girl, just say the word If you want him out of your head I got a bottle of the top shelf, go to hell good stuff Honey, if he winds up dead I got a shovel and a roll him up rug ready in the trunk You wanna slash his tires, I got a kitchen knife You wanna tell his mama on him, got her on speed dial Wanna show him crazy, I'll go batshit Light him up, baby I got the matches We'll build a bonfire and watch it burn Down everything that makes you think of him And when the smoke clears we'll hit him where it hurts Get a little too close at the bar with his best friend If you want him out of your head I got a bottle of the top shelf, go to hell good stuff Honey, if he winds up dead I got a shovel and a roll him up rug ready in the trunk You wanna slash his tires, I got a kitchen knife You wanna tell his mama on him, got her on speed dial Wanna show him crazy, I'll go batshit Light him up, baby I got the matches Key his truck, steal his dog, cut his fishing boat loose Find his new girlfriend, tell her nothing but the truth Anything you wanna do If you want him out of your head I got a bottle of the top shelf, go to hell good stuff Honey, if he winds up dead I got a shovel and a roll him up rug ready in the trunk You wanna slash his tires, I got a kitchen knife You wanna tell his mama on him, got her on speed dial Wanna show him crazy, I'll go batshit Light him up, baby I got the matches Turn him to ashes I got the matches Turn him to ashes