Matches (alt version)

I don't know what I'm looking for
But I swear to god I'll find it
Just because the fog is there
Don't mean nothing's behind it
I been runnin' on a quiet road
In case I got to fall
I think when people suffer loudly
They ain't suffering at all

Maybe someday soon
Someone will kick down that brick wall
But all these little things together
Don't build up to something small

I've learned that if you try to chase the sun
You're never gonna catch it
And now it's turning out to be
The worst of my bad habits
Maybe smoking one more cigarette
Won't turn your lungs to ashes
But all it takes is gas
To burn the city down with matches
Yeah

These days I'm wiser
But I'm certainly not better
I'm still doing the same shit
I'm just making it sound clever
When I die I want my life to look
Like sunflowers and leather
All I want to do is say some shit
That makes me live forever
All I want to do is say some shit
That makes me live forever
Mm-mm-mm

I've learned that if you try to chase the sun
You're never gonna catch it
And now it's turning out to be
The worst of my bad habits
Maybe smoking one more cigarette
Won't turn your lungs to ashes
But all it takes is gas
To burn the city down with matches