I shined your shoes. I poured the wine. I gave you all of my time. I patched your fake smile. Against your friends. Which apparently is a crime. I gave you space. You took my place. And gave it to her. But life's too long. To waste it all loving a liar. And when love hands me matches now. I'm gonna burn it down. I keyed her car. Got my guitar. And wrote this damn song. Look what you've found. She's been around. I hear the lines long. And don't you tell me. To be nice. I'm not a nice girl. She died from complications. Of the things you told her. So when love hands me matches now. I'm gonna burn it down. Ain't it funny. You said honey. You meant sitting duck. Well I say cheater liar truck on fire loser leaver deceiver. Just a few I've thought of. And when love hands me matches now. 'Gonna burn it down. I'm gonna burn it down. Oh yeah. Gonna burn it burn it burn it down. Matches now