| I could catch just like a candle, melt myself down to an end
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| And I have no way of ever coming back 'round here again
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| Or I could glow just like an ember rising out of an autumn fire
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| Drifting toward the heavens floating higher and higher
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| You better hide your matches boy
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| Cause I could spark like thin white paper wraped tight 'round some cigarette
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| And leave nothing but the smell of smoke and the bitter taste of regret
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| Or I could get hot like them coals that turn the water into steam
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| And fall down around you like some misty morning
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| You better hide your matches boy
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| You better hide your matches boy
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| Oh, cause I’m bound to lose all I am right here in your arms
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| And it ain’t gonna take much and it ain’t gonna take long
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| So you best turn your eyes if you’re not ready tonight
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| To watch me burn like this
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| You better hide your matches
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| Cause I can’t afford to let you go
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| I’m afraid to draw you near
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| Cause I could get so lost in you that I might disappear
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| And the words are on the tip of my tongue but you won’t hear a sound
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| Cause once that fire gets going there’s no way to slow it down
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| You better hide your matches boy
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| You better hide your matches boy
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| REPEAT CHORUS
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| You better hide your matches boy
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| Oh, yeah
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| You better hide your matches boy |