| Remember saying all the places we’d go
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| Once we’ve found the road to take us there
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| But we spend too much time waiting by the window
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| And ended up not going anywhere
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| Never thought you’d be the kind for leaving
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| But you always thought I’d be the one to run
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| Yeah, but you can’t get a stain out of the ceiling
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| When you don’t know where the water’s coming from
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| There’s a room in everyone
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| Where a cold answer can be found
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| And if a word can knock down a wall
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| Then this house is just a box on the ground
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| Wonder if we’re speaking the same language
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| Nothing I hear makes much sense at all
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| And I could never shake this foreign feeling
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| And you could never tell me what it’s called
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| There’s a room in everyone
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| Where a cold answer can be found
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| And if a word can knock down a wall
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| Then this house is just a box on the ground
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| And we ended up not going anywhere
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| There’s a room in everyone
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| Where a cold answer can be found
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| And if a word can knock down a wall
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| Then this house is just a box on the ground
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| Yeah, this house is just a box on the ground
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| This house is just a box on the ground |