Washington State Fight Song - Matt Nathanson

It snowed in Seattle;

we fucked on the floor

Blue screen TV light behind us

Phone on the dresser with a miss-you message from home

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 wanna 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