We met at the broken spoke restaurant and lounge
I lit your cigarette and then you wrote your number down
On the inside of a matchbook that was laying on the bar
And a fire started burning somewhere in my heart

I didn't see it coming, guess I didn't read the signs
I just never thought you'd leave me after all this time
But today when I came home my key was hollow in the door
And there was nothing but a worn out book of matches on the floor

You took the bed
You took the dishes and the car
You broke my trust
You took advantage of my heart
You left me here
With empty rooms and walls with holes and scars and scratches
If I find the strength to burn you memories down
At least you left the matches

The color's old and faded the cover's worn and stained
But i can still make out the numbers and the heart beside your name
Until tonight they'd only lit a single cigarette
Now one by one I'm striking them to help me to forget

And everybody at the broken spoke
All thought my crazy story was a joke
Now they're out there in the parking lot
Staring at the smoke

You took the bed
You took the dishes and the car
You broke my trust
You took advantage of my heart
You left me here
With empty rooms and walls with holes and scars and scratches
And the hurt I need to burn those memories down
At least you left the matches

Baby all that's left of our love now is ashes
Thank God you left the matches

Writer : SPRINGER, ROGER/EWING, SKIP
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WRITE! ON MUSIC