matt nathanson

little victories

Monday, January 4th, 2021

This time
I’ll be sailing
No more bailing boats for me
I’ll be out here on the sea
Just my confidence and me

And I’ll be awful sometimes
Weakened to my knees
But I’ll learn to get by
On the little victories

This time
I’ll have no fear
I’ll be standing strong and tall
I’ll turn my back towards them all

And I’ll be awful sometimes
Weakened to my knees
But I’ll learn to get by
Yeah I’ll learn to get by
On the little victories

And if the world decides to catch up with me
It’s a little victory

playlists and apologies

Friday, December 4th, 2020

I threw my phone out of the window tonight
So you couldn’t go and change my mind
What doesn’t kill you can drag you for miles
Til there’s nothing left to recognize

Meet me out at the end of my rope
Won’t you meet me at the end of my rope?

Every song was an anthem that the radio played for us
Every word was poetry rolling off our tongues
We were blooming like flowers, we were bending toward the sun
Now all that’s left of you and me is playlists and apologies
Oh, apologies
Oh

We burned for years; we never could get enough
We had an epic movie trailer love
How could I slip so easy out of your mind?
From your trophy to your alibi

Meet me out at the end of my rope
Won’t you meet me at the end of my rope?

Every song was an anthem that the radio played for us
Every word was poetry rolling off our tongues
We were blooming like flowers, we were bending toward the sun
Now all that’s left of you and me: playlists and apologies
Oh, apologies
Oh

I’m not thinking clear; get myself away from here
Broken hearts and souvenirs
I’m not thinking clear; I’m a mess to you, my dear
Broken hearts, souvenirs
My God, what a way to go

Every song was an anthem that the radio played for us
Every word was poetry rolling off our tongues
We were blooming like flowers, we were bending toward the sun
Now all that’s left of you and me: playlists and apologies
Oh, apologies
Oh

same drugs

Tuesday, April 28th, 2020

We don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more
Cause she don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more

When did you change?
Wendy, you’ve aged
I thought you’d never grow up
I thought you’d never
Window closed, Wendy got old
I was too late, I was too late
A shadow of what I once was

Cause we don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more
And she don’t laugh the same way no more (laugh the same way)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more

Where did you go?
Why would you stay?
You must have lost your marbles
You always were so forgetful
In a hurry, don’t wait up (yeah)
I was too late, I was too late
A shadow of what I once was

Cause we don’t, (we don’t) we don’t do what we say we’re gonna
You were always perfect, and I was always practice
Don’t you miss the days, stranger?
Don’t you miss the days?
Don’t you miss the danger? (Don’t you miss the danger?)

We don’t (we don’t) do the same drugs no more (no more)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more
And she don’t laugh the same way no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more

Don’t forget the happy thoughts
All you need is happy thoughts
The past tense, past bed time
Way back then when everything we read was real
And everything we said rhymed

Wide-eyed kids being kids
When did you stop?
What did you do to your hair?
Where did you go to end up right back here?
When did you start to forget how to fly?

We don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more (dr-dr-dr-dr-drugs)
And we don’t act the same ways no more (we don’t act the same ways)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs
Do the same drugs no more

ft Patrick Stump –

Originally by Chance the Rapper –

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