strike a matchnlet's light some drama upnI won't stop sweetie 'till I've had enoughnand don't tell me we've got nothing to talk aboutncause you've got another confession to makenyou've got a few more hearts to breaknand when you're done with that nyou'll light another match ncause no one's keeping tracknnyou know, if I could choose,nI would never lose everything i had in younbut fate led to a mistake nit's something I'll never shakennput up (or) shut up nthis is the way it has to bendon't cover up in liesnit's 3 am and you're talking in circlesnput up (or) shut upnthe time is rightnnwho's to blame when your conscience lies?ntrust falling short in her eyesnforget, regret, deny, then lienwhatever it takes to get you throughnand I've got another confession to makenI've got a few more hearts to breaknand when I'm done with that I'll light another matchncause no one's keeping tracknntoo much time on your handsnwhat's life without chances?