Matchsticks And Firewood Lyrics & Chords By Todd Kessler

Foxtrot. Dance around the room. I gotcha, and babe you got me too. What are we doing, Honey? Wake up. Open up the blinds. The sun’s out, let it in your eyes. We could be happy,...read more

Lover beware, I flip like a page: another side shows that looks just the same as it turns on you. Lover be warned, I often get low and when I fall down I’ll pull on the rope that I...read more

Light spills through Venetian blinds onto my skin and into my eyes, and I wake up from a lovely dream to a cold bed and the sound of the street, and the used mug on the counter says...read more

I make up the bed after another night spent in dreamless sleep, kicking the sheets. Why must there be such a discrepancy between what there is and what I thought there’d be? I meet...read more

You make it up to take apart. No matter what, sometimes you hate your art. You love her like you love your work: she makes you happy when she doesn’t make you hurt. And so, you...read more