Matches
I shined your shoesI poured the wineI gave you all of my timeI patched your fake smileAgainst your friendsWhich apparently is a crimeI gave you spaceYou took my placeAnd gave it to herBut life's too longTo waste it all loving a liarAnd when love hands me matches nowI'm gonna burn it downI keyed her carGot my guitarAnd wrote this damn songLook what you've foundShe's been aroundI hear the lines longAnd don't you tell meTo be niceI'm not a nice girlShe died from complicationsOf the things you told herSo when love hands me matches nowI'm gonna burn it downAin't it funnyYou said honeyYou meant sitting duckWell i say cheater, liar, truck on fire, loser, leaver, deceiverJust a few I've thought ofAnd when love hands me matches now'Gonna burn it downI'm gonna burn it downOh yeahGonna burn it, burn it, burn it downMatches, now