Like I Used To Be - Matt and Kim

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 if 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