Impossible People - Matt Nathanson

Produced by：Butch Walker

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Well my parents raised three only children

We had to set little fires for attention

It was only a matter of time

'Til it all burned out

In high school I read all the classics

And the only real love ended tragic

I threw rocks at her window all night

She'd throw 'em back down

Yeah I keep trying to get impossible people to love me

I know how it ends but I keep writing the same old story

There's good in everyone I guess

I lose myself in search of it

I keep trying to get impossible people to love me

Well I learned to ignore all the warnings

Until eggshells felt like hardwood flooring

And when the power goes out

I sit in the dark and I wait

I guess I still think that's what love is

A card game where everyone's bluffing

I'd lose the shirt off my back

Every cent that I have

And you still can't drag me away

I keep trying to get impossible people to love me

I know how it ends but I keep writing the same old story

There's good in everyone I guess

I lose myself in search of it

I keep trying to get impossible people to love me

I keep trying to get impossible people to love me

I know how it ends but I keep writing the same old story

You can pull the heart out of my chest

I'd still believe in love I bet

I keep trying to get impossible people to love me