Tragic Love Company - Matchbox

How close are you to getting fired?
You know I hate your job
When do you finish cause I'm getting tired
Of not believing that you're mine
You worked me out
Time ago
Drinks are down
Time to go
Lighters out
I don't know
Locked away
And I'm feeling low
Do you love me now
It's all for show
Caught his eye
I'm about to blow
I'm reaching for the Matchbox
That you left behind
Nothing can spark like this without something to light
And if I forget my way
My way back to you
Know that I'll be waiting somewhere and God knows that's true
You worked me out
Time ago
Drinks are down
Time to go
Lighters out
I don't know
Locked away
And I'm feeling low
Do you love me now
It's all for show
Caught his eye
I'm about to blow
I'm reaching for the Matchbox
That you left behind
Nothing can spark like this without something to light
And if I forget my way
My way back to you
Know that I'll be waiting somewhere and God knows that's true

Written by:
Tomi Edwards

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