We met at the Broken spoke restaurant and lounge  I lit your cigarette then you wrote your number down  On the inside of a matchbook that was laying on the bar  And a fire started burning somewhere in my heart  I didn't see it coming, guess I didn't read the signs  I just never thought you'd leave me after all this time  But today when I came home, my key was hollow in the door  And there was nothing but a worn out book of matches on the floor  You took the bed  You took the dishes and the car  And you broke my trust  And you took advantage of my heart  And you left me here  With empty rooms and walls with holes and scars and scratches  If I find the strength to burn your memory down  At least you left the matches  The color's old and faded, the cover's worn and stained  But I can still make out the numbers and the heart beside your name  Until tonight they'd only lit a single cigarette  Now one by one, I'm striking them to help me to forget  'And everybody at the Broken Spoke  They all thought my crazy story was a joke  Now they're out in the parking lot  Staring at the smoke  You took the bed  You took the dishes and the car  And you broke my trust  You took advantage of my heart  And you left me here  With empty rooms and walls with holes and scars and scratches  Now I've found the strength to burn your memory down  Oh, at least you left the matches  Baby all that's left of our love now is ashes  Thank God you left the matches