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Matt Nathanson




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When Everything Meant Everything (2002)
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They tied off your arms
With all their pretty charms
And the same bad lines
That always get you
And you hate the way
They wash you down
And summer hums heavy now...
Still you bolded all your best words
So they'd have something to wrap
Their mouths around.

Show me how pretty the world is.
Cause I envy the way that you move
Show me how pretty the world is..
Cause I want something just a little bit louder

All spun awake
Twisted in the heat...
You're always burning up so bright
When there's someone there by your side.
Well just take me home
Cause I'm a mess enough clean
And I'll lie
Until I believe

Show me how pretty the world is.
Cause I envy the way that you move
Show me how pretty the world is...cause i
Want something just a little bit louder
Show me how pretty the world is
Cause you're brilliant when you try
Show me how pretty the whole world is tonight

I never thought that I could be who I am
I never thought that I could see where I was
I always thought that all this was just wasn't me
I always thought that all this was could never be

I never thought that I could be who I am
I never thought that I could see where I was
I always thought that all this was just wasn't me
I always thought I'd wait here for you

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So I wear you out...
So who would've thought that you'd still be here now

And I swore dear
That I never
Wanted to be
Any better
Than your weakest moment

Now
Would you fall to pieces
If I never came back?
Tear it all apart
Til there was nothing left
Would you fall to pieces
If I never came back...
Spent so long waiting here

This was all sweet once
When I was fingertips and innocence

And too scared to
Let go I had my
Arms thread through
The pretty holes
Of your most romantic line

Would you fall to pieces
If I never came back?
Tear it all apart
Til there was nothing left
Would you fall to pieces
If I never came back
Spent so long waiting here

And I've watched them all move through you
Yeah, I've watched them all let you down.

It's do you
And don't you
Cause I won't forget you
You filled me with nothing
It felt so good
It'll all come out some day

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Oh princess
You make the party
With your hands
In your pockets
And your innocent eyes
And all those things
Running around in your head

Oh princess you make the party
You've been everybody's darling now
Everybody's win
Bold for the boys who
Keep you guessing
And all those things
Running around...

And "all my pauses they're all stops anyway"
You would say...
And 'all pauses they're all stops anyway
And I could really use a win'

Oh princess
You act like the answer
With your hands
All over me
Promising to be here
When the world comes down
With all those things
Running around...

And "all my pauses they're all stops anyway"
You would say...
And "oh, I could really use the win..
I could really use the win"

I don't mind, baby
Just spill your secrets on me...
I don't mind, baby...
Just spill your secrets on me...
I don't mind, baby

Oh princess.
Your ready for greatness
All edited and weightless
Never more alive
And oh dear
How they'll whisper your name
In time

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I'm weak when you miss me
When you roll me on your tongue..
When you whisper me your best moves
I almost believe you
But you don't know me at all

I'm covered by lovers,
Who recite lines
Convinced their bodies
Are gonna save mine
But you don't know me at all..

Show me where the sun comes through the sky
I'll show you where the rain gets in
And I'll show you hurricanes
And they way that summer fades...
Underneath the weight of it all

I spent days stupid nailed to your floor
And I spent nights pushed against you
Trying to keep warm
But you don't know me at all.

Show me where the sun comes through the sky
I'll show you where the rain gets in
And I'll show you hurricanes
And they way that summer fades
Underneath the weight of it all

. . .



If I bent like you said was best,
Would that change a thing?
If I spent myself... or what's left
Would you still leave me here?

You're so sorry about it all
Now that it's over..
Should I thank you for that dear?
You're so sorry about it all...
And I hope you'll always be.

I remember you best
Hating all the boys who got to you
And all the things they took
That you'd kept for yourself
Every car crash, every misstep, every word

You're so sorry about it all
Now that it's over..
Should I thank you for that dear?
You're so sorry about it all...
And I hope you'll always be
Always be.

I remember you best
Hating all the boys who got to you
And all the things they took from you again...
It's all wrong...all wrong

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