Paroles: The Mile After. Dear Page.

You tear me apart by putting yourself on the line
Just for me to stand and watch it snap
You'll fall two hundred feet and you won't even care

Lay your head down on the pillow tonight
Think long and think hard
Am I your match, am I your match
What am I?

And I won't fall for long distance promises
Or lines full of loneliness
Make your split decision
Is it me, is it me?

Lay your head down on the pillow tonight
Think long and think hard
Am I your match, or am I just a flame in the fire?

Come up with five things I ever did wrong
Then I'll take back everything I ever said
Write it down and mail it to my new address
It's located so far from you
I'm glad we fell apart