| this house
|
| she’s holding secrets
|
| i got my change behind the bed
|
| in a coffee can,
|
| i throw my nickels in just in case i have to leave
|
| and i will go if you ask me to
|
| i will stay if you dare
|
| and if i go i’m goin shameless
|
| i’ll let my hunger take me there
|
| this house
|
| she’s quite the talker
|
| she creeks and moans
|
| she keeps me up and the photographs
|
| know i’m a liar
|
| they just laugh as i burn her down
|
| and i will go if you ask me to
|
| i will stay if you dare
|
| and if i go i’m goin on fire
|
| let my anger take me there
|
| the shingles man they’re shaking
|
| the back door’s burning through
|
| this old house she’s quite the keeper
|
| quite the keeper of you
|
| i will go if you ask me to
|
| i will stay if you dare
|
| and if i go, i’m goin crazy
|
| i’ll let my darlin take me there |