Everything Matters in 20(12)

Everything, everything, everything matters in 20 Everything matters in 2012 Had to learn the hard way That nothing really matters but 2012 Nothing really matters but 2012 You couldn't find your watch or your wristband, yeah You had the naked arms and a big chance, yeah You had to learn the hard way that nothing... It could take all the pain carefully out the way and make you Could make you For the love, you'd be patient, insane, all the way None of that really matters But in 2012 it matters, in 2012 In 2012 In 2012 yeah In 2012 In 2012 it matters To grab To hold a moment so still Yet fingers so broken they make it easier to mould To create To recreate a moment, so still Yet fingers so broken they make it easier to let go To grow To know that fingers this broken could not belong Back in 2012 yeah Had you feeling safe, this shit is like a citadel yeah Back when momma wasn't focused on us being failures Just us feeling well, yeah, it was enough You'd fill my cup with water from the well yeah From the fountain of youth Yeah from the fountain You kept me grounded, or maybe you liked sticking around me for the fucking Or maybe for something I kept inside me When you wanted to see what's in here somewhere This shit, it feel like 2012 This shit, it look like loving from a distance When you wanna move close but you can't Cos maybe it's just better off unsaid instead But maybe it just feels like you could be someone else for me. Just like in 2012 In 2012 yeah