Am   G   F

[Verse]
Am                      G              F
There's nothing I can do, I guess, to feel less
          Am             G                     F
Over the weather, feet together, stuck in the mess
 Am            G                F
Maybe she's blue, I guess, but if she left
                           Am                   G                F
Would there be anything here? Just a dripping sphere, a lonely speck

[Pre Chorus]
F      Fm         Em               Am      G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F                                  G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say

[Chorus]
C         E             Am                      F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
   G
No matches left to burn
C              E             Am                        F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain
                 G
The music was to blame

[Instrumental]
Am   G   F

[Verse]
Am             G                      F
I'm mad at the world today cause she didn't say
        Am              G                   F
stop or go or leave me alone I'm not in the mood

[Pre Chorus]
F      Fm         Fm               Am      G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F                                  G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say

[Chorus]
C         E             Am                      F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
   G
No matches left to burn
C              E             Am                        F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, you said that when you burned out of your brain
                 G
The music was to blame

[Bridge]
F      Fm          Em              Am
Oh no, no, if you keep on marching tragic
G     F
International shame
 G
The stupid were to blame

[Pre Chorus]
F      Fm         Em               Am      G
Oh no, no, if you keep on striking matches one day
F                                  G
The splinters in your fingers will turn around and say

[Chorus]
C         E             Am                      F
Oh you're terrible people and now you've got no corners left to turn
   G
No matches left to burn
C              E             Am                         F
Sweet, sweet, terrible people, I'm saying that when the world gets turned to dust
                  G
The music's gonna stop