Hi
This is probably the most personal piece I have ever written
the song is about the very complicated relationship I have with my mother growing up as she suffers from Bipolar disorder sadly, I havent been able to write anything concrete thats honest yet endearing and while I struggle to critique myself due to the attachment, I was hoping to know if you felt the story as well as letting me know your opinion
please do not let the sad topic sway your opinion, thank you
It's called Matchstick
Matchstick
You and I, We ain't made for each other
But I guess minimum wage will have to do
I guess that , you can sleep tight now
I've got no money, but piece of mind
You'll still believe in me tomorrow night
Well I tried to do right in life
swear and die by a code
that I never really knew
Matchstick, I'll stick around
even though I can't save you
Wish I was a blue eyed angel
so I could fan the crimson flames
that dance an ugly routine in your head
while your face smiles and lies again
I'm sorry all I've got is blue eyes
I'll prove I try to keep calm
but I'm just a human sometimes
scoring points for sport, losing sight
We should be on the same team
What's really important now?
Well I tried to do right in life
swear and die by a code
that I never really knew
Matchstick, I'll stick around
even though I can't save you