The Matches

	  		Intro;  D  Bm  Em  G  A 
 
Verse; 
D                           Em            
We met at the Broken Spoke restaurant and lounge 
G                             Em                A 
I lit your cigarette and you wrote your number down 
        D                              Bm 
On the inside of a matchbook that was laying on the bar 
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And a fire started burning somewhere in my heart 
 
D                                Bm 
I didn't see it coming, guess I didn't see the signs 
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I just never thought you'd leave me after all this time 
     D                            Bm   
But today when I came home my key was hollow in the door 
           G              Em              A 
There was nothing but a worn out book of matches on the  
 D 
floor 

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You took the bed, you took the dishes and the car 
                  D                Bm 
And you broke my trust, you took advantage of my heart 
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And you left me here with empty rooms and walls with  
 A    D             G 
holes, scars and scratches 
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If I find the strength to burn your memory down, at least  
               D 
you left the matches
 
 
Turnaround; D  Bm  Em  G  A 
 
Verse; 
D                             Bm 
The colors old and faded, the covers worn and stained 
           G                                  Em 
But I can still make out the numbers and the heart beside  
      A 
your name 
D                                Bm 
Until tonight they'd only lit a single cigarette 
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Now one by one I'm striking them to help me to forget 
 
Bridge;  
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And everybody at the Broken Spoke 
          Bm              A            G 
They all thought my crazy story was a joke 
            Bm              A            G 
Now they're all out in the parking lot staring at the smoke 
 
Chorus; 
Tag; 
       Bm               A               G 
Baby all that's left of our love now is ashes 
       A 
Thank god you left the matches 
 
Turnaround; D  Bm  Em  G  A 
End