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