[Verse 1] Theres nothing I can do, I guess to feel less Over the weather, feet together, stuck in the mess Maybe shes blue, I guess but if she left Would there be anything here? Just a dripping sphere, a lonely speck [PreChorus] Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say [Chorus] Oh youre terrible people And now youve got no corners left to turn No matches left to burn Sweet, sweet, terrible people You said that when you burned out of your brain The music was to blame [Verse 2] Im mad at the world today cause she didnt say Stop or go or leave me alone Im not in the mood [PreChorus] And oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say [Chorus] Oh youre terrible people And now youve got no corners left to turn No matches left to burn Sweet, sweet, terrible people You said that when you burned out of your brain The music was to blame [Bridge] Oh no, no, if you keep on marching tragic International shame The stupids were to blame [PreChorus] Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say [Chorus] Oh youre terrible people And now youve got no corners left to turn No matches left to burn Sweet, sweet, terrible people You said that when the world gets turned to dust The musics gonna stop
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