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Lolo) Matt Nathanson Oh oh headphones on on Cinderella's gone to New York City Wants to shave her hair and disappear 18 years of never feeling pretty Says she's finally thinking clear Ain't too proud to swim or drown now baby Kill The Lights Matt Nathanson My head's a stereo I can't turn off You said I should learn to sing along In your bedroom out on taraval We were haunted by everything we wanted Kill the lights I'm afraid of nothing The church of your Annie's Always Waiting (For The Next One To Leave) Matt Nathanson On the outskirts of the wreckage Out in the sun under the golden gate Annie said she was waiting For the next one to leave She had a masters degree In disappointment That's what she said to me Pretty The World Matt Nathanson They tied off your arms With all their pretty charms And the same bad lines Always get you Always get you And you hate the way they wash you down Summer hums heavy now So you bolded all your best words Angel Matt Nathanson You sounded so good on the phone All moved up and all moved on Me and gravity, we never could agree But I can almost see the sky When I need to, I close me eyes You're the only thing that's worth holding Suspended Matt Nathanson than I've ever been I'm suspended With your breathing, filling up my lungs I can almost believe that I'm almost enough Spent all of my life emptied of anthems And bracing for something that never did come Curve of the Earth Matt Nathanson I tried to come down from you I tried with your voice in my head Knocking me back Every inch I moved I'm a sucker for a good lie The way you say you understand And how you always talk of catching me Buit Laid Matt Nathanson This bed is on fire with passion and love The neighbors complain about the noises above But she only comes when she's on top My therapist said not to see you no more She said you're like a disease All We Are Matt Nathanson I tasted tasted love so sweet And all of it was lost on me Bought and sold like property Sugar on my tongue I kept falling over I kept looking backward I went broke believing That the simple should be Weight of It All Matt Nathanson I'm weak when you miss me When you roll me on your tongue.. Sunday New York Times Matt Nathanson til we said goodbye Sometimes you're still mine Between the lines of the sunday new york times You were the saint I was the liar At least that's how I remember it Left all our dreams all our desires On I Saw Matt Nathanson Bare Matt Nathanson Bent Matt Nathanson Lucky Boy Matt Nathanson Sing Me Sweet Matt Nathanson Earthquake Weather Matt Nathanson Last Days Of Summer In San Francisco Matt Nathanson Farewell, December Matt Nathanson Sky High Honey Matt Nathanson(맷 네이던슨) your sun burnt shoulders I spent the morning with my face against the window seat Looking down at all the things that got the best of me No more late night drives to Boston No more Cure songs to get Pamela Matt Land In the night While I'm walking into the dark I'm thinking of you You're my light You're the screen the reflexes my heart There's something with you Come to me my baby to the world of creation