Squeeze — Striking Matches

[Verse 1] Striking matches and I'm smoking cigarettes Putting on and kettle and playing a cassette Folding up the papers rubbing my eyes Thinking of all that had happened last night The passion, the feelings that soaked in her love And the pools of silence when kisses were sprung Her love levitates me, I'm walking on air Two feet from the carpet, I'll always be there [Chorus] Oooh I'm striking matches, it's morning again I look in the mirror, I still look the same [Verse 2] Striking matches, getting a flame on the stove There's some of her hair in the teeth of my comb Dirty clothes piled up on the bathroom floor She's silently sleeping, I half-close the door I see her beauty laying on my bed I'm warm from within me with what she has said Her love is my balloon, I won't let it down Forever and ever I'll always be proud [Chorus] Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's morning again I look in the mirror, I still look the same Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's morning again Ooh, I'm striking matches, I go up in flames [Bridge] I'm a director casting for a part (Turn on the light) It's for a soap set here right in my heart (Leave her alone) Shuffle to the window, shuffle to the door (Don't wake her up) She gets the part I don't want to see anymore (Unplug the phone) [Chorus] Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's morning again I look in the mirror, I still look the same [Outro] Ooh, I'm striking matches Ooh, I'm striking matches, I go up in flames