Boy With Matches

Can you hear me, anybody?

Happy faces, perfect bodies

Lying on the stone cold ground

Staring at these empty faces

Know them all on first name basis

Maybe I should go home now

Sitting in a corner is a boy with matches

He knows every trick to how get in your panties

Setting you on fire then leave you in ashes

What a bitch

(What a bitch)

Cannabis and LSD, they run in his veins

Maybe if I didn't know, I could just pretend

Making me feel like the world could just end

Curly hair and baby smile

Looking like she can be mine

I have got my heart on line

When she's looking at me in the eyes

I can look past all her lies

And I don't even realise

That she is sitting in a corner with that boy with matches

Gin and rum overflowing out of their glasses

I could just let her leave me some scratches

She is a witch

Cannabis and LSD, they run in her veins

Maybe if I didn't know, I could just pretend

Making me feel like the world could just end