Striking Matches

I walk the world by myself. I got this soul that I can't sell. Casting stones again like you want. Like the empty heart left in my chest. I'll leave you here, I'm too far gone. This is moving on. I don't wanna be. (I don't wanna be). I don't wanna be the reason you can't feel anymore. I can't see you. I can't breathe. In the back of your car. You made me believe. I'm the failure, and the disease. I'm the con to your score. Just a pawn on your board. I walk the world by myself. Striking matches just to watch them burn. I've got a soul that I can't sell in hell. I'm running out. I can't see you. I can't breathe. In the back of your car. You made me believe. I'm the failure, and the disease. I'm the con to your score. Just a pawn on your board. (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa). I'm the con to your score. Just a pawn on your board. (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa). Just a pawn on your board. I don't wanna be. (You don't have to be). I don't wanna be this man anymore. I can't see you. I can't breathe. In the back of your car. You made me believe. I'm the failure, and the disease. I'm the con to your score. Just a pawn on your board. (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa). I'm the con to your score. Just a pawn on your board. (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa). Just a pawn on your board. I walk the world by myself. I got this soul that I can't sell.