Striking Matches

I walk the world by myself.
 I got this soul that I can't sell.
 Casting stones again like you want.
 Like the empty heart left in my chest.
 I'll leave you here, I'm too far gone.
 This is moving on.
 I don't wanna be.
 (I don't wanna be).
 I don't wanna be the reason you can't feel anymore.
 I can't see you.
 I can't breathe.
 In the back of your car.
 You made me believe.
 I'm the failure, and the disease.
 I'm the con to your score.
 Just a pawn on your board.
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 I walk the world by myself.
 Striking matches just to watch them burn.
 I've got a soul that I can't sell in hell.
 I'm running out.
 I can't see you.
 I can't breathe.
 In the back of your car.
 You made me believe.
 I'm the failure, and the disease.
 I'm the con to your score.
 Just a pawn on your board.
 (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa).
 I'm the con to your score.
 Just a pawn on your board.
 (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa).
 Just a pawn on your board.
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 I don't wanna be.
 (You don't have to be).
 I don't wanna be this man anymore.
 I can't see you.
 I can't breathe.
 In the back of your car.
 You made me believe.
 I'm the failure, and the disease.
 I'm the con to your score.
 Just a pawn on your board.
 (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa).
 I'm the con to your score.
 Just a pawn on your board.
 (Oh oh oh whoa, Oh oh oh whoa).
 Just a pawn on your board.
 I walk the world by myself.
 I got this soul that I can't sell.