Red nails, high heels
she's reckless with the hearts she steals.
Spends money, she doesn't earn
and sets fire just to watch 'em burn.
That girl is made of matches
and she wants to light her name until it catches.
Too close to be playing around
so she's gonna burn herself to the ground.Cool as ice, but flammable
she's kept her pretty little hands full.
Hasn't felt the sacrifice
at the alter of burning your name in lights.
That girl is made of matches
and she wants to light her name until it catches.
Too close to be playing around
so she's gonna burn herself to the ground.She likes the feel of the ashes
in between her fingertips
but her lungs are filling up with smoke.That girl is made of matches
and she wants to light her name until it catches.
Too close to be playing around
so she's gonna burn herself...
That girl is made of matches
and she wants to light her name until it catches.
Too close to be playing around
so she's gonna burn herself... down!
