Lyrics The Matches

The Matches

Papercut Skin

Day out, day in

It's the alarm versus me

and the snooze button wins.

I've been waking all my life

to become what I'm going to be.

I'm a crone, la da da da da da

A headstone

Day out, day in

and begin again

Day out, day in

recycle bins

cash out, cash in

debit pins

day out, day in

the paper cuts my skin again

skin again

Cash out, cash in

I can burn all I earn

on some weakness or whim

without thinking

I'm a mark for their marketing plans

I'm Americancer

A Myspace romancer

Cash out, cash in

and begin again

Day out, day in

recycle bins

Cash out, cash in

debit pins

Day out, day in

the paper cuts my skin again

skin again

Day out, day in

Vitamins

give out, give in

Vicodins

Day out, day in

the paper cuts my skin again

skin again

skin again

skin again

All ye, all ye, come home free

Olly Olly oxen free

Day in, day out

I call time out

All ye, all ye, come home free

Olly Olly oxen free

Day in, day out

I call time out

I call time out

Give out, give in

If a man's hands show his trade does it suit me then

This papercut skin that makes me wince with each hand

I'm required to

shake, shake, shake, shake

Day out, day in

recycle bins

cash out, cash in

debit pins

Day out, day in

the paper cuts my skin again

skin again

Day out, day in

Vitamins

give out, give in

Vicodins

Day out, day in

the paper cuts my skin again

skin again

skin again

skin again

I call time out

Olly Olly oxen free