Matches

We met at the Broken Spoke restaurant and lounge I lit your cigarette then you wrote your number down On the inside of a matchbook that was laying on the bar And a fire started burning somewhere in my heart I didn?t see it coming Guess I didn?t read the signs I just never thought you?d leave me after all this time But today when I came home my key was hollow in the door There was nothing but a worn out book of matches on the floor CHORUS: You took the bed you took the dishes and the car And you broke my trust and you took advantage of my heart And you left me here with empty rooms and walls with holes scars and scrat-ches 1.)If I find the strength to burn your memory down 2.)Now I found (2. Oh) At least you left the matches The colors are old and faded The cover?s worn and stained But I can still make out the numbers and the heart beside your name Until tonight they?d only lit a single cirgarette Now one by one I?m striking them to help me forget And everybody at the Broken Spoke They all thought my crazy story was a joke Now they?re all in the parking lot staring at the smoke go to chorus, then to ending. ENDING: Baby all that?s left of our love now is ashes Thank God you left the matches