Light a match, but the cold never stops hurting,
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She'll never stop yearning for something better.
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She'll never be sorry, they sure didn't ever
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Give a damn for poor little matchgirl.
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Mr. Scatch is waiting, he pays her well.
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She sells them her secrets and won't ever tell.
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Better than the cold, better than the cold.
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Better vengence than pity and being alone.
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How's a girl s'posed to live?
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There's no business in matches.
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How's a girl s'posed to eat when bread isn't free?
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Though they look their noses down, they're not better.
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Though they look their noses down, they're not better.
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They want her to be, their object of pity.
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They want her to die, so they can feel "sorry".
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They think that their "empathy" makes them better.
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They only start caring once it doesn't matter.
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Little Matchgirl
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