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Matches
ashes to ashes, some dust on the dash. i got my cigarettes. but i can't find the fire that's calming me down.
i was just out on a night with my friends.
you are still out on a night with your friends
and you 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 closet
'til i found some matches in a brown leather jacket-
one i swore i'd never worn, but it once kept you warm.
do you remember we made love on the floor?
and you still haven't called so i wait until they're closin' the bars.
i made a wish but the match never lit.
From Letras Mania