1. PICTURES OF MATCHSTICK MEN (RIPETER)

When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes in a funny kind of yellow
I rush to bed I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning tossed and yawn
I see your face peering through my window
Oh no

Pictures of Matchstickmen and you
Images of Matchstickmen and you
All I ever see is them

Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction
Gone
Yeah they're gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face just won't leave me alone
Oh no

You're in the sky
You're with this guy
You make me cry, you lie

Pictures of Matchstickmen