[Instrumental Intro] [dirty fuzz guitar riff] [overdriven bass enters] [loose drums with heavy snare] [feedback squeal into first verse] [Verse 1] [VOX:talk-sung grit] [PHRASING:tight] [EMO:contained anger] I kept it clean for the room Kept it light for the table Bit my tongue till it learned How to sit there stable Everybody got comfortable Everybody got fed While the words I never used Started turning red [Pre-Chorus] [guitars widen] [drums build slightly] [VOX:more strained] And I smiled like a good one Nodded right on time But there’s heat behind my teeth now There’s smoke behind my eyes [Chorus] [VOX:cracked shouted grit] [EMO:release] [big distorted chords] [crashing cymbals] I got a mouth full of matches And I’m done staying cold I got a heart full of scratches From the things I never told Say my name like you mean it Say it wrong and watch it catch I got a mouth full of matches And I’m striking every last [Instrumental Turnaround] [guitar riff returns] [bass digs lower] [drums stumble loose then lock in] [Verse 2] [VOX:lower grit] [PHRASING:rhythmic] I learned the shape of silence Learned the cost of being nice Learned to swallow the warning Then apologize twice But the room keeps getting smaller And the air keeps getting mean Every little polite lie Put gasoline on me [Pre-Chorus] [snare hits harder] [guitars scrape] And I’m not built for quiet Not the way they wanted me There’s a red light in my ribcage And it’s counting down to three [Chorus] [VOX:cracked shouted grit] [EMO:release] [big distorted chords] [crashing cymbals] I got a mouth full of matches And I’m done staying cold I got a heart full of scratches From the things I never told Say my name like you mean it Say it wrong and watch it catch I got a mouth full of matches And I’m striking every last [Breakdown] [drums drop to kick and snare] [bass keeps pulsing] [guitar feedback hangs] [VOX:half-spoken] One for the lie One for the grin One for the room That kept closing in One for the shame One for the act One for the years I can’t get back [Build] [guitars re-enter with wider chords] [drums build messy] [feedback grows] [Guitar Solo] [raw fuzz guitar solo] [dirty bends] [loose phrasing] [amp feedback between phrases] [drums crash hard] [bass stays heavy] [Bridge] [VOX:strained] [EMO:controlled fury] I’m not asking for permission I’m not begging for the floor I’m not making myself smaller Just to fit through your door If the truth comes out ugly Then at least it came out real I would rather burn my tongue up Than forget how fire feels [Final Chorus] [VOX:full cracked grit] [EMO:cathartic] [all instruments wide] I got a mouth full of matches And I’m done staying cold I got a heart full of scratches From the things I never told Say my name like you mean it Say it wrong and watch it catch I got a mouth full of matches And I’m striking every last [Outro] [repeat hook with collapsing band energy] I got a mouth full of matches I got a mouth full of matches I’m striking every last [feedback tail] [final distorted chord]
