"Matchbook Baby" lyrics

Matchbook baby, blowing off steam
The three-X bottle above a number 13
I wasn't calling you, you weren't calling me
It's exactly what it looks like, but it's not what it seems

Blank look, oh I know what that means
I'm lying awake and you're laughing in a dream
Blue diamond, baby, stealing our scene
Material slips as I commit to a lean

You're drifting away again
(Drifting away again)
All we really needed was a fan

It may be time to let it go
It may be time to let it go
Oh. It hurts, and we both wish it weren't so
It may be time to let it go

I'm coming unraveled like a knotted rope
In the shotgun shadows of your river of hope
Crying for the baby, crying for the rain
Crying out lately. Oh. I'm crying in pain

For crying out loud, time is up like smoke
But we're still waiting around for the end of the joke
I'm a flash in the pan, baby. Marlboro man, baby
Kicking up sand, I'm a flame, you're a fan lately

You're drifting away again
(Drifting away again)
All we really needed was a fan

It may be time to let it go
It may be time to let it go
It hurts and we both wish it weren't so
It may be time to let it go, oh