You Could've Been on the Radio Lyrics

If you like matches then you'll like fire
Keep me in your mind, but keep me away from time cuz I will burn you.
Keep that cigaretter goin down,
but don't go down to ashes.
Like a tree in a windstorm,
slowly losing patience.

There's a scar on the top of your hand
reminding you of what could have been.
Like looking through the mirror
at what is but keeping you noticed.
The relevance of this is like an awkawrd kiss
that slowly makes you wish you could've been on the radio.