Treehouse

I remember being seven in that tree house
That dark green held my feet down
Maybe I ain't supposed to do it on my own
But it's kinda hard to tell other kids that you see sounds
And I see now that I was being childish, yeah
I was always being violent, yeah
Now I try to sit in silence, yeah
I cut my arm on a violet

But it's worth it for you, yeah
But it's worth it for you, yeah
I said it's worth it for you, yeah
I said it's worth it for you, yeah
I said it's worth it for you, yeah

But some days it doesn't feel like that, yeah
It hurts more when it's real like that
I remember being head over heels so in love
I don't think I'll ever feel like that
I never thought about the damage or thought about your dad
Or thought about the things that I did when you crashed
I think about those moments and I really want them back
I never understood why you carried all those bags
But I get it now, yeah
Cause I carry my own
We took a bucket and we buried everything on the low
It's kinda funny you're the dark green I keep on a rope
And the tree house I think of his home

But it's worth it for you, yeah
But it's worth it for you, yeah
I said it's worth it for you, yeah
I said it's worth it for you, yeah
I said it's worth it for you

That's one of the most interesting parts about home
When someone asks you about it, you think about people
More than you think about a location or a thing
And sometimes you think about one person