Текст Matt Nathanson – Washington State Fight Song

It snowed in Seattle
we fucked on the floor
Blue screen TV light behind us
Phone on the dresser

Outside on the street,
there was no one around
Felt like we were an island
But guilt has a way
Of showing up when you’re alone

Oh, the mistakes I’ve made
Oh, in Washington state

I wish that I could be a sucker for love
The way I’m a sucker for lying
But I like getting lost
It’s easier than finding my way

I want to start over, pack up, disappear
And come back treating you better
But there’s a girl up in Spokane
And I’m like a moth to a flame

Oh, the mistakes I’ve made
Oh, in Washington state
Oh, the mistakes I’ve made
Oh, in Washington state
Oh, the mistakes I’ve made
Oh, in Washington state