Matches

I shined your shoes I poured the wine I gave you all of my time I patched your dents Smiled at your friends Which apparently is a crime I gave you space You took my place And gave it to her But life's too long To waste it all loving a liar And when love hands me matches now I'm gonna burn it down I keyed her car Got my guitar And wrote this damn song Look what you've found She's been around I hear the lines long And don't you tell me To be nice I'm not a nice girl She died from complications Of the things you told her So when love hands me matches now I'm gonna burn it down Ain't it funny You said honey You meant sitting duck Well I say, cheater, liar, truck on fire, loser, leaver, deceiver Just a few I've thought of And when love hands me matches now 'Gonna burn it down I'm gonna burn it down Oh yeah Gonna burn it, burn it, burn it down Matches, now