Piece by piece and bit by bit,
I'll break this down for you real slow.
But I can't whisper all of this,
And can't seem to let this go.
So watch the matches, turn to ashes,
I watch the matches, turn to ashes.
Well I can tell as you turn,
I smell the sulfur so clear.
And fire's a beautiful sound.
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear,
and ashes just fall to the ground.
Yeah we're only ashes.
Part by part and inch by inch,
You'll have your mile when it's through.
Incinerate what's left of this.
And tourch the part of me that's you.
So watch the matches, turn to ashes.
Well I can tell as you turn,
I smell the sulfur so clear.
And fire's a beautiful sound.
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear,
and ashes just fall to the ground.
Yeah we're only ashes.
Well I can tell as you turn,
I smell the sulfur so clear.
And fire's a beautiful sound.
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear,
and ashes just fall to the ground.
Yeah we're only ashes.
