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Making you an offer,
still runs great,
looking for a brand new start:
A special, one time deal
on a preowned heart.

a case of you

Oh, you’re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you, 
I could drink a case of you, darling
And still be on my feet

She’s twenty years of strangers looking into each other’s eyes;

she’s a dying breed. 

storms

Next time I’ll be braver,
I’ll be my own savior
when
the thunder calls for me.
Next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own savior—
Standing on my own
two feet.

Only you own
and rattle my bones,
You turn me over and over
‘till I can’t control myself.
Make me a liar,
one big disaster—
You make my heart beat faster.
Matt Nathanson // Faster


i go to the barn because i like the

well i’d like to think i’m the mess you’d wear with pride, like some empty dress on the bed you’ve layed out for tonight.
and you were right outside, by your doorstep in a worn out suit and tie.
i’ll wait for you to come down—
where you’ll find me,
where we’ll shine.

haven’t seen the last of me

Feeling broken, barely holding on
But there’s just something so strong—somewhere inside me
And I am down, but I’ll get up again
Don’t count me out just yet.

I’ve been brought down to my knees
And I’ve been pushed way past the point of breaking, but I can take it
I’ll be back,
back on my feet.

This is far from over.
I am far from over.
You haven’t seen the last of me.

i still believe in anchors

so I’ve built a wooden heart inside this iron ship,
to sail these blood red seas and find your coasts. 
don’t let these waves wash away your hopes 
this war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors 
pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviors 
but I know that we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board 
washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores 
so come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief 
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach 
come on and sew us together, tattered rags stained forever 
we only have what we remember.

i’ve got the key

Take me by the tongue
And I’ll know you
Kiss me ‘til you’re drunk
And I’ll show you—
I don’t need to try to
control you
Look into my eyes and
I’ll own you

cognac and tea

i’m like oh kemosabe, 
your body is my hobby
we’re freakin’, this ain’t cheatin’
as long as we tell nobody
—tell your girls you’re leaving,
i’ll meet you in the lobby
i’m so cold, yeah you that hot toddy—
oh, oh
swear i’d never fall in love