In this nostalgic ballad, Matt Nathanson delves into the poignant realm of lost love and lingering memories. The lyrics poignantly reflect on a past relationship, where shared experiences and youthful freedom created deep emotional bonds that are hard to let go of. Nathanson uses vivid imagery, such as swimming with clothes on at a closed beach, to evoke a sense of rebellious yet innocent love. The recurring mention of "a king-sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be" metaphorically underscores his expertise and deep familiarity with their shared past, suggesting both comfort in reminiscence and pain in the inability to move forward. Ultimately, the song explores the bittersweet nature of holding onto memories that are vivid yet unreachable, painting a picture of someone struggling to reconcile with their present while being anchored in what used to be.
Used To Be
Lyrics
Still got the same old number
Still drive the car you hate
Still fighting with my father
Still staying out too late
Still leave the backdoor open
Still let the dog escape
Maybe I'm deep down hoping
You'll come back to yell at me
Like you used to do
You were right
I'm just a stubborn fool
Who's living in the past
When we were young and we were free
And all your friends were friends with me
Swimming in our clothes when the beach was closed, midnight on New Year's Eve
And if you're having trouble baby, holding on to memories
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
And when you write your movie or autobiography
And can't reach the sweetest details
Feel free to call on me
Write how I made you shiver
The ground underneath us shook and
Devil is in the details
He and I get on real good
Like we used to do
And you were right
I'm just a stubborn fool
Who's living in the past
When we were young and we were free
And all your friends were friends with me
Swimming in our clothes when the beach was closed, midnight on New Year's Eve
And if you're having trouble baby, holding on the memories
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh
Whoa-oh, you know it's ancient history
And if you're having trouble baby, holding on to memories
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
When we were young and we were free
And all your friends were friends with me
Swimming in our clothes when the beach was closed, midnight on New Year's Eve
And if you're having trouble baby, holding on to memories
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
'Cause we were young and we were free
And all your friends were friends with me
Swimming in our clothes when the beach was closed, midnight on New Year's Eve
And if you're having trouble baby, holding on to memories
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
I've got a king sized bed and a PHD in the way it used to be
Writer(s): Matt Nathanson, Sean Douglas
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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