There's no denying that we've got something going
No sense pretending that it ain't something good
But nothing good ever happens after midnight
When you come looking for that
"Whiskey went and left me lonely," cure
We're all matches and gasoline
Let it blaze turn up the heat
'Til I can't take it anymore
We've got sparks that turn to fire
Let the flames rise behind ya
Wondering what I do this for
You strike it up but you put it out
You hit the road then you're back around
You light me up
You light me up
Then you put me on the back burner, yeah
You need time, you need space, you've got reasons
Only come 'round when it's easy for you
I'm out of time, out of space, out of reasons
To be your "second best, whoever's left at 2 am will do"
We're all matches and gasoline
Let it blaze turn up the heat
'Til I can't take it anymore
We've got sparks that turn to fire
Let the flames rise behind ya
Wondering what I do this for
You strike it up then you put it out
You hit the road then you're back around
You light me up
You light me up
Then you put me on the back burner
I might be your fix
A little something to get you by
I might be your fix
I'm fixing to be gone next time ol' Jack leaves you high and dry
You strike it up but you put it out
You hit the road then you're back around
You light me up
You light me up
You light me up
We're all matches and gasoline
Let it blaze turn up the heat
'Til I can't take it anymore
We've got sparks that turn to fire
Let the flames rise behind ya
Wondering what I do this for
You strike it up but you put it out
You hit the road then you're back around
You light me up
You light me up
Then you put me on the back burner
