This was not meant to be, not the first mistake I've heard out of me Was it fault that I was so naive? Thought this month's been way I didn't speak Now we are casualties of your hackneyed hopes and dreams Unsure of my faculties, you lit a match Can't reverse the time, can't relieve ourselves of these resentful minds I let you shine, I let you shimmer Over months longer, I'll be out to dinner We are casualties of your wholesale hypocrisy Unsure of my faculties, you lit a match Yes, I am certain you lost your power No powers were in doubt It wasn't even worth it Kept the credit like you really earned it Like you really earned it Like you really earned it Like you really earned it Like you really earned it This was not meant to be, the blood poured on my back of me So you lit, you lit a match You lit a match in me