Red nails high heels

She's reckless with the hearts she steals

Spends money she doesn't earn

And sets fires 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 ashes

Between her fingertips but her lungs are

Fillin' up with smoke

She likes the feel of ashes

Between her fingertips but her lungs are

Fillin' up with smoke

She likes the feel of ashes

Between her fingertips but her lungs are

Fillin' up with smoke

Fillin' up

That girl is made of matches

And she wants to lighther 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 lighther name until it catches

Too close to be playing around

So she's gonna burn herself

Down