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Cameron Whitcomb - Gasoline & Matches [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cameron Whitcomb
Cameron Whitcomb
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Whitcomb
Cameron Whitcomb
Songwriter
Chance Emerson
Chance Emerson
Songwriter
Jack Riley
Jack Riley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Riley
Jack Riley
Producer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Mitch McCarthy
Mitch McCarthy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I regret the letters, sent the poems, wrote those sober notes
The flights I bought from coast to coast, the codependent overdose
I opened up my heart to you, I rearranged my future
I used to find it funny, but I've seen the loss, my humor
I regret the time we spent, the promises you never kept
The inconsistent sympathy, the overwhelming ignorance
I opened up my home to you
You had my mother's heart
And now she keeps on asking
Why I tore you both apart
And I burn it all
Gasoline and matches
Our photographs in ashes
And I blame it all
On what I thought was magic
Through rose-colored glasses
Anything I can, I'll throw it all away
But all that remains
Are the memories we made
And I wish I could take you back the hours spent in planes and cabs
The dollars that I should've saved
Instead I gave you all I had
Just never about that money though, your cash will come and go
But now my pocket's empty and my heart is feeling broke
And I burn it all
Gasoline and matches
Our photographs in ashes
And I blame it all
On what I thought was magic
Through rose-colored glasses
Anything I can, I throw it all away
But all that remains
Are the memories we made
All the memories we made
It's my fault, my own damn problem
I thought I was worth her loving
Caught off guard, she second guessed it
Now I live to just forget
It's my fault, my own damn problem
I thought I was worth her loving
Caught off guard, she second guessed it
Now I live to just forget it
I burn it all
Gasoline and matches
Our photographs and ashes
And I blame it all
On what I thought was magic
Through rose-colored glasses
Anything I can, I throw it all away
But all that remains
Are the memories we made
All the memories we made
Written by: Cameron Whitcomb, Chance Emerson, Jack Riley
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