Letting Go - Great Cynics

I’m getting good at letting go

Just ignoring or pretending nothing happened at all

Last night I licked the edge of a credit card

We were sleeping on the floor of a hotel room

Where we lost the keys and we lost our fucking minds too

I was sweating, shaking, the walls were vibrating

Sitting on the windowsill the guy told me

Nothing ever matters if you don’t let it matter

So I tell myself it’s true

I never thought I’d do half the things I do

But I won’t let it get me down

Sitting on a field with the greenest grass

We’ve got enough excuses to be here

Where I played for my school team five years ago

Before I realised there was more in town to see

So we sit and watch the trains pass by

And the suspicious dog walkers

But they don’t understand the feeling you get

When you just let yourself go

Nothing ever matters if you don’t let it matter

So I tell myself it’s true

I never thought I’d do half the things I do

But I won’t let it get me down

When our bags are empty

We’ll walk the same way home

Through the empty car parks

Where we used to talk about nothing at all

Nothing ever matters if you don’t let it matter

So I tell myself it’s true

I never thought I’d do half the things I do

But I won’t let it get me down