Keep the Matches | I Kept the Ones That Burn

He left a lot behind. The sweater. The mugs. The playlist. I let him keep the good memories. I kept the matches. If you enjoyed this music, please like and subscribe. Thank you for watching. --- You can keep the sweater, keep the mugs, keep the playlist, keep the inside jokes, but I kept the matches I own, so don't act shocked when it's shown. Your name's still on a receipt in my coat, right next to the one I'm about to burn, a napkin with your number torn in half, going in together when it's my turn. I already packed the box marked his, labeled it kindling instead. You can keep the sweater, keep the mugs, keep the playlist, keep the inside jokes, but I kept the matches I own, so don't act shocked when it's shown. Your mother still texts me happy birthday, she doesn't know you lied to her too, I send her back a heart and nothing more, she'll learn the truth the way I once knew. I swear I'm not crying, just too close to the fire, that's the reason for the smoke in my eyes. You can keep the sweater, keep the mugs, keep the playlist, keep the inside jokes, but I kept the matches I own, so don't act shocked when it's shown. Tell the new girl I said good luck, she's gonna need her own matches too, tell her the matches are in the drawer, tell her to count them before they run out. You can keep the sweater, keep the mugs, keep the playlist, keep the inside jokes, now I've used the matches I own, and baby, it's already shown.