Matches

Heartbreak in Matches: A Tale of Black Magic and Lost Love
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Lyrics

I remember how we used to be so beautiful

I recall the past when our relationship was beautiful.

You broke my heart at 16

You caused heartbreak when I was 16 years old.

The first time I felt my world come crashing

Experiencing a devastating moment for the first time, as if the world collapsed.

Black magic, like your heart was made of matches

Your actions felt destructive, akin to black magic, as if your heart was like matches.

And I never got over it

Despite time passing, I haven't moved on from the heartbreak.


I swear your friends know when to post your photograph

People around us can sense the appropriate times to share photos of you.

It doesn't really hurt, but it always takes me back to 16

Seeing these images doesn't cause direct pain, but it brings me back to the emotional state of being 16.

In your basement and your parents, my feelings

Recalling moments in your basement with your parents, and the emotions linger.

And I never got over it

Despite the passage of time, I haven't overcome these emotions.


How did you break my heart without even trying?

Questioning how you managed to break my heart effortlessly.

How are you on my mind? You're not even talking to me

Wondering why you occupy my thoughts even though we're not communicating.

You were made of matches and you burned me to the ground

You were like matches, and your actions burned me to the ground.

You were made of matches and you burned me down

Reiterating that you, like matches, caused significant damage.


Everybody says that you're still living your life

Others claim you're still navigating life, trying to find your way each weekend.

One weekend to the next still tryna' get it right

Continuously attempting to make things right from one weekend to the next.

The truth is I worry you never found something to escape who you used to be

Expressing concern that you might not have found a way to escape your past self.


I found my own way of coping with your mess

Developing my own coping mechanisms to deal with the aftermath of our relationship.

And I found my own reasons why you weren't the best for me (best for me, best for me)

Realizing my reasons for understanding that you weren't the best match for me.

Why couldn't you be the best for me? (best for me, best for me)

Questioning why you couldn't be the best for me.


How did you break my heart without even trying?

Reflecting on how you managed to break my heart without putting in any effort.

How are you on my mind? You're not even talking to me

Puzzled by why you occupy my thoughts even though we're not in contact.

You were made of matches, and you burned me to the ground

Reiterating that your actions, like matches, burned me emotionally.

You were made of matches, and you burned me down

Emphasizing the impact of your match-like actions in burning me down.


You were made of matches and you burned me down

Stating once again that you, like matches, caused significant emotional damage.

I never got over it

Affirming that I haven't overcome the emotional turmoil caused by you.

I never got over it

Reiterating the enduring impact of the emotional wounds inflicted by you.

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