All the way up here I was thinking it over I wish we could drink some beer And work it out. Our lungs were burning We're starting to worry I couldn't
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
So sweep the floors and lock the doors Here less ain't more Are you reinforced? Breathing, living, damaging Nervous system managing Breathing, living, damaging Breathing, living, I sing We're all wasting matches
I can Boys everywhere fumbling with the catches I struck lucky with motel matches Falling for you without a second look Falling out of your open pocket book Giving you away like motel matches
don't seem to tire when I'm not around I'm under the tunnel I'm holding my breath I searched every pocket that hung in the colest 'til I found some matches
no way to slow it down You better hide your matches boy You better hide your matches boy [Repeat Chorus] You better hide your matches boy Oh, yeah You better hide your matches
baby, listen what I say Baby, baby, baby, baby, let me have my way I'm gonna keep on knockin' till the door unlatches You and me are gasoline and matches
I'm lighting matches off of you I'm burning bridges all for you Their fires made a perfect view of what seemed to be your mouth I'm letting loose
lonely lonely only We, before there was we she only she, me merely me lonely lonely only...in our diaries We were in two halves, we didn't quite match
Whoa oh whoa oh So so so so so when you got no place to go It don't matter that your watch runs slow So chalk one more hour destroyed And sing it whoa
The world is moving everywhere but here, so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near I wanna be on the road again I wanna be on the road again I wanna
Every Friday at three, Shadows escape from the factory. If you can go to the show, Hurry up and get back to me. Tonight we meet underground Where the
You may, you may wake Lazier than the furniture Lazier than the furniture Lazier than the furniture, Lazier than the furniture You may, you may wake
D-D-D-Didi, you don't... D-D-D-Don't know how you lost me. And after almost two years Y-Y-You lost me at "hello". It gets worse and the worst, It just
Day out, day in It's the alarm versus me and the snooze button wins. I've been waking all my life to become what I'm going to be. I'm a crone, la da da
little maggots, maggots whose parents, parents fed me full grown and living, inhabiting comfortably my skull dust to dust and justice is, is for us all
Drive, drive, drive, d-d-drive, drive, drive Driving fast to impress or not Words just slip or trip over over lips Car drive west (car drive west) Sex
Out in the streets at all hours of the night Softly bathed in flickering dashboard lights Hey! There?s no painless way to say that I pass on the piece
