Matches

You were always too good for him

Girl, we both know he was punching

And it's hard to see the shape you're in

Can't sit here and do nothing

I hate him for the way it made you hurt

So when you're ready, girl, just say the word

If you want him out of your head

I got a bottle of the top shelf, go to hell good stuff

Honey, if he winds up dead

I got a shovel and a roll him up rug ready in the trunk

You wanna slash his tires, I got a kitchen knife

You wanna tell his mama on him, got her on speed dial

Wanna show him crazy, I'll go batshit

Light him up, baby

I got the matches

We'll build a bonfire and watch it burn

Down everything that makes you think of him

And when the smoke clears we'll hit him where it hurts

Get a little too close at the bar with his best friend

If you want him out of your head

I got a bottle of the top shelf, go to hell good stuff

Honey, if he winds up dead

I got a shovel and a roll him up rug ready in the trunk

You wanna slash his tires, I got a kitchen knife

You wanna tell his mama on him, got her on speed dial

Wanna show him crazy, I'll go batshit

Light him up, baby

I got the matches

Key his truck, steal his dog, cut his fishing boat loose

Find his new girlfriend, tell her nothing but the truth

Anything you wanna do

If you want him out of your head

I got a bottle of the top shelf, go to hell good stuff

Honey, if he winds up dead

I got a shovel and a roll him up rug ready in the trunk

You wanna slash his tires, I got a kitchen knife

You wanna tell his mama on him, got her on speed dial

Wanna show him crazy, I'll go batshit

Light him up, baby

I got the matches

Turn him to ashes

I got the matches

Turn him to ashes