-
By Matt Nathanson, I shouldn't need to wish that I am all I
-
By Matt Nathanson, I believe in your strength
Though I understand you've felt alone
'Cause
-
By Matt Nathanson, I've been fascinated with lost love for sometime now
and I'm
-
By Matt Nathanson, I don't feel much like talking to you tonight
I'd rather
-
By Matt Nathanson, I'm so tired
But you probably don't even
Know what
-
By Matt Nathanson, I have to stop feeling so sorry for myself
But I
-
By Matt Nathanson, Don't touch, leave me here
I don't need your sympathy and
-
By Matt Nathanson, I'm so confused by what I have and what I
-
By Matt Nathanson, I tasted, tasted love so sweet
And all of it was
-
By Matt Nathanson, Somewhere in between
The beginning and the end
September took the tourists
And
-
By Matt Nathanson, I'm wide awake and so alive
Ringing like a bell
Tell me
-
By Matt Nathanson, I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the
-
By Matt Nathanson, Some would let it go to start again
Knowing now how
-
By Matt Nathanson, Maybe it's because I'm crazy
And maybe it's because I just
-
By Matt Nathanson, love,
I'm aching to believe
give me something real enough
-
By Matt Nathanson, Let?s all pack up, move this year
We'll slip the lines
-
By Matt Nathanson, In the party love
Some band's playing, 'Hallelujah, Hallelujah'
In the corner
-
By Matt Nathanson, I remember hearts that beat, yeah, yeah
I remember you and
-
By Matt Nathanson, She don't lie in bed at night
Staring at the ceiling
She
-
By Matt Nathanson, So we lie here in the dark
All the wrong things
-
By Matt Nathanson, I must be glorious
I must be a sight to
-
By Matt Nathanson, I've got bravery that shorts out on me
I see superstars
-
By Matt Nathanson, You win
I quit
I'm certain you let my hands
Wander your
-
By Matt Nathanson, Hooray, Hooray
Here comes the parade
Someday, someday
I'll spit these thoughts out
-
By Matt Nathanson, Trailed by a mess
Of masking tape construction paper
And the
-
By Matt Nathanson, She said, "Lately, fallings been
easy on me..a lot like breathing
-
By Matt Nathanson, Am I pretty enough for you now that my ribs
-
By Matt Nathanson, don't worship me, I'm not what you need
My words are
-
By Matt Nathanson, My idols are cracking and breaking apart piece by piece
I
-
By Matt Nathanson, Hold me
Save me from myself
I claim to be so righteous
