Gasoline & Matches

Lyrics for Gasoline & Matches

Tell the kid in you that it's okay You don't have to have it all figured out, beyond a shadow of a doubt Put the work down till Monday The loudest people have nothing to say Why chime in? They'll just take it the wrong way If there's a pain in your chest, take off your bulletproof vest And let me in You're burning everything to the ground Quit fucking around With gasoline and matches and shit you can't fix Come down from your crucifix Contentment's been a cold case you can't close How you long for it, staring out the window On a plane or a train, somewhere far away from home You're burning everything to the ground Quit fucking around With gasoline and matches and shit you can't fix Come down from your crucifix You're burning everything to the ground Quit fucking around With gasoline and matches With gasoline and matches In your backyard, in the clear Talking up a storm like we needed one here Closest as friends when we were little kids Can't recreate it, can only imitate it You talk in the past tense Like there's nothing worth discussing in the prison of the present If there's a pain in your chest, take off your bulletproof vest And let me in You're burning everything to the ground Quit fucking around With gasoline and matches and shit you can't fix Come down from your crucifix You're burning everything to the ground Quit fucking around With gasoline and matches With gasoline and matches Na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na... You're burning everything to the ground Quit fucking around Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na