Verse 1 Engine's off, but I kept the keys in Just checking the time, looking for a reason To say anything at all. You’re staring at the dash, I’m looking at my feet There’s a three-inch gap between us on the seat That feels like a brick wall. I reached across, I don’t know why Maybe just to give my hands something to try And I found that little cardboard box. Pre-Chorus I didn't say a word You didn't have to ask I just struck the first one And watched it pass. Chorus Striking matches in the glovebox Watching everything we were burn off One by one, letting 'em hit the floor ‘Til I can't see your face anymore. You’re too proud to cry, I’m too tired to fight So we’re just killing time in the middle of the night Striking matches in the glovebox Waitin’ for the fire to stop. Verse 2 Third one flickered on your steady hand Fourth one died, yeah, I think I understand We’re just wasting wood. The sulfur smells better than the silence does Better than remembering how it used to be just us Back when it was good. I’m staring at the black where the red used to be Little tiny reminders of you and me. Bridge Down to the last two. One for me. And one for you. I blew ‘em both out. I think we’re through. Final Chorus Striking matches in the glovebox Watching everything we were burn off One by one, letting 'em hit the floor ‘Til I can't see your face anymore. You’re too proud to cry, I’m too tired to fight So we’re just killing time in the middle of the night Striking matches in the glovebox Waitin’ for the fire to stop. Outro Just waitin'. Yeah.