Scuffed-up boots on the bedroom floor
Plans from last year taped to the door
All that talking
Nothing changed
Got this restless blood in my veins
Strike the match
Let it catch
I’m done standing in the ashes of my past
If it burns
Let it burn
I’ll build something out of every scar that hurts
Strike the match
Strike the match
Friends all say I’m “doing fine”
They don’t see the storm in my mind
Tired of waiting
Tired of “soon”
I want thunder in this room
I’m not broken
Just not tame
I’m done hiding
From my name
If fear is fuel
I’ll fill the tank
Watch me drive it
Off the plank (yeah)
Strike the match
Let it catch
I’m done standing in the ashes of my past
If it burns
Let it burn
I’ll build something out of every scar that hurts
Strike the match
Strike the match