Matches

I shined your shoes

I poured the wine

I gave you all of my time

I patched your dents

Smiled at your friends

Which apparently is a crime

I gave you space

You took my place

And gave it to her

But life's too long

To waste it all loving a liar

And when love hands me matches now

I'm gonna burn it down

I keyed her car

Got my guitar

And wrote this damn song

Look what you've found

She's been around

I hear the lines long

And don't you tell me

To be nice

I'm not a nice girl

She died from complications

Of the things you told her

So when love hands me matches now

I'm gonna burn it down

Ain't it funny

You said honey

You meant sitting duck

Well I say, cheater, liar, truck on fire, loser, leaver, deceiver

Just a few I've thought of

And when love hands me matches now

'Gonna burn it down

I'm gonna burn it down

Oh yeah

Gonna burn it, burn it, burn it down

Matches, now