Matt and Kim - Almost Everyday Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Forever
Together, we'll bring our A team
There's no second string
Mr T with all those rings
Like the 92 dream team
Yeah, the dream team
Like the 92 dream team
Yeah, the dream team
Together, we'll shine way too bright
I see you squint those eyes
Back in school I should've tried
When life is failing, you're my cheat sheet
Yeah, you're my cheat sheet
Life is failing, you're my cheat sheet
Yeah, you're my cheat sheet
Don't wanna live forever
In this world of shit
World of shit, this world of shit
Don't wanna live forever
If things stay like this
Stay like this, things stay like this
Things can't stay, can't stay like this
Together, we'll cause a stampede
Running through the streets
I can dance better in a seat
As you're making fun of me
Yeah, fun of me
As you're making fun of me
Yeah, fun of me
Don't wanna live forever
In this world of shit
World of shit, this world of shit
Don't wanna live forever
If things stay like this
Stay like this, things stay like this
Sneakers, worn out sole
Drag your feet, time to move
No diamonds, just coal
I got nothing to prove
All my jeans are black
All these streets are gray
Running wind to back
Let's just sail away
Don't wanna live forever
In this world of shit
World of shit, this world of shit
Don't wanna live forever
If things stay like this
Stay like this, things stay like this
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing
Like I Used to Be
All I needed was fifty dollars a week
And a gas tank that leaked
And a place to call home
Didn't care if my hands got dirty
Or I made it to thirty
At least we weren't alone
Maybe I should be more like I used to be
I should be more like I used to be
And yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not dead yet
What we had, we made it work
With a shrug and a smirk
Like when Fletcher got robbed
We could kill a day from noon to nine
On the stoop, just fine
Now we all got jobs
Maybe I should be more like I used to be
I should be more like I used to be
And yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not dead yet
I could count on one hand right
All the hours I slept each night
Oh yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not, not dead yet
I could count on one hand right
All the hours I slept each night
Oh yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not, not dead yet
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, LARS STALFORS, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
I'd Rather
I'd rather leave it all on the stage
Than stay here for another day
I'd rather regret the jumps I've made
Feet are planted in the grave
I'd rather be making memories
Than reminiscing of the past, you see
Ra-ra-ra-rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
I'd rather leave a used up body
Than a body that was never used
Plain and a little bit sloppy
I've always been scarred and bruised
I'd rather be making memories (rather, rather, rather)
Than reminiscing of the past, you see
Ra-ra-ra-rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
I'd rather be making memories
Than reminiscing of the past, you see (rather, rather, rather)
I'd rather be making memories
Than reminiscing of the past, you see
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Happy if You're Happy
I don't like small talk
With some neighbors on our block
But I'll stand with you all day
You never let me drive
You're afraid we won't survive
But I'll ride with you all day
You like the city lights
I like the stars at night
If you're happy in New York
I'll bring you home
I'll sleep in museums
While you take all day to see 'em
Meet in the lobby
And I'll bring you home
I'm only happy when you are happy
So I'll shave tonight
Oh, I'm only happy when you are happy
Won't yell if you bite
You like the city lights
I like stars at night
If you're happy in New York
I'll bring you home
I'll sleep in museums
While you take all day to see 'em
Meet in the lobby
And I'll bring you home
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
On My Own
Can you please help me
Show isn't about us, it's about we
Driving more outward
Gone a couple days without a shower
Yeah, I drank too much
That stage dive was rough
Brotherhood, neighborhood
Can someone please help me
Show isn't about us, it's about we
I know I didn't get here on my own
Show a little respect, best watch your tone
I know I didn't get here on my own
Write it nice and big across my gravestone
Someone please help me
So I know I'm not livin' in a dream
One night in SoHo
Caused a lot of damage but you loved the show
Yeah, I'm Valerie
You sang me Queen Bee
Since we've been family
Can someone please, please, please help me
Gimme all you got, I'm feeling lucky ??
I know I didn't get here on my own
Show a little respect, best watch your tone
I know I didn't get here on my own
Write it nice and big across my gravestone
Ah, I know I didn't get here on my own
Show a little respect, best watch your tone
Best watch your tone, best watch your tone
I know I didn't get here on my own
Write it nice and big across my gravestone
Cross my gravestone
Cross my gravestone
Cross my grave
(Cross my gravestone
Cross my grave
Cross my gravestone
Cross my grave
Cross my gravestone
Cross my grave)
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave
All in My Head
All in my head
All in my head
All in my head
All in my head
All in my head
All in my head
All in my head
All in my head
Writer: Kimberly Ann Schifino, Matthew Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Youngest I Will Be
Crowd surf, karaoke scene
Lifted like a king and you can be my queen
Packed in a party bus down in Gulf Shores
Had a flight at six, lost my voice at four
Youngest I will be
Youngest I will be in my life
Youngest I will be, oh, today is the
Youngest I will be in my life
Heading to go grab some food
Skipped the exit, you were in a driving mood
Reminiscing life was highways and a van
So we drove as far away as we can
Youngest I will be
Youngest I will be in my life
Youngest I will be, oh, today is the
Youngest I will be in my life
I wish I knew, yeah, I wish I knew
Life speeds up and then you're through
I wish I knew, yeah, I wish I knew
Life speeds up and then you're through
Life speeds up and then you're through
Yeah, life speeds up and then you're through
Oh, life speeds up and then you're through
Youngest I will be
Today's the youngest I will be in my life
Youngest I will be, oh
Today's the youngest I will be in my life
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, LARS STALFORS, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Glad I Tried
Can we go a little farther
Can we get a little higher
Can you drive a little faster
Worried time is gonna pass you
I think we should make it bigger
Everyone is going smaller
What if we got louder
Would it make you any prouder
Three, two, one, count it down
Swim or drown
I'm just glad I tried
I'm just glad I tried
To dine on something better
But nothing too fancy
Find some water that's wetter
I'll take it if you have me
Coming up, I was a fighter
No apologizing
The sky is looking brighter
As the sun is rising
Three, two, one, count it down
Swim or drown
I'm just glad I tried
I'm just glad I tried
I'm just glad I tried
Glad I tried
Back when I was still alive
Thought I was old at twenty-five
But, bruised up 'til the end of time
Oh, spent my whole life in my prime
(Yeah) back when I was still alive
Thought I was old at twenty-five
But, bruised up 'til the end of time
Oh, spent my whole life in my prime
Back when I was still alive
Thought I was old at twenty-five
But, bruised up 'til the end of time
Oh, spent my whole life in my prime
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Where Do We Go From Here?
When it's gone too far, yeah
I don't know where we go from here
Can't see the north star
I don't know where we go from here
Things turned into a hole you cancel
Things turned into a long year
Some words you can't take it back, no
I don't know where we go from here
Sometimes I could, sometimes I could
Almost laugh
I lay awake from a nightmare
We're in a low gear but driving fast
I don't know where we go from here
If a war is what you want
I'll volunteer, I'll poke in tight
Drop your bombs on my house
I'll rebuild, I'll rebuild every ounce
Every day you're clothin' me
Only shows what's underneath
You set my watch, for a world in time
Look at the hands, I'll be fine
I'll be just fine (I'll be just fine)
I'll be just fine
I'll be just fine (I'll be just fine)
I'll be just fine (I'll be just fine)
I'll be just fine
I'll be just fine
I'll be just fine (I'll be just fine)
I'll be just fine (I'll be just fine)
I'll be just fine (I'll be just fine)
I'll be just fine
Writer: KIMBERLY ANN SCHIFINO, MATTHEW WESLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Spirit Music Group