What Am I Going to Do (with Everything I Know)
Tamara Lindeman
No matter how much, there's always more of it
And a tender touch cleared all of it
I said nothing, you said nothing, we did nothing at all
Like a maple key, graceful in our fall
But what am I gonna do with everything I know?
What am I gonna do with everything I know?
When I set it out in letters, work in my fingers
Now I don't remember what it touched
Oh, I would throw out all the water for want of a cup
As though it didn't matter if it can't be drunk
Well what am I gonna do with everything I know?
What am I gonna do with everything I know?
I was staring at you, felt like staring out a window
It all becomes true if we say so