House Hunterz
I wanna go back when I thought that
House Hunters was real and I could feel
Like I'm not worthless, life had purpose
Who am I kidding, I'm not the one
Who knows what's going on
I'll just leave
Little bits of myself everywhere I've been like the world is my bedroom floor
You may never see me again but you'll never forget the hat I wore
I'm closer to people on the internet that I have never even met
Than those who share my last name
Never looked inside myself to think what any of this all means
Too busy playing Xbox and looking at stupid memes
So how can I say I wanna take it slow when I speed everywhere I go
And I get anxious without my phone
And I get anxious when I'm alone
I wanna go back when I thought that
House Hunters was real and I could feel
Like I'm not worthless, life had purpose
Who am I kidding, I'm not the one
Who knows what's going on
I'll just write
Some really over-specific words over chords that everybody's heard
And I'll play 'em on guitar so I can call it real music
Post it on the internet to send to people I've never met
So they can say it's okay
But this is what it's like to know what goes on in my head
Won't tell anyone who cares, I'll just tell the whole world instead
So how can I say I want something new when I get scared at the thought of you?
And I never know what to do
And I never think anything through
I wanna go back when I thought that
House Hunters was real and I could feel
Like I'm not worthless, life had purpose
Who am I kidding, I'm not the one
Who knows what's going on
And looking back, it all makes sense
And looking back is how all my time is spent
And looking back, it all makes sense
And looking back is how all my time is spent
I wanna know why it made me cry
Thinking about this House Hunters show
How many hours would we watch it?
House Hunters reruns, how was that fun?
It's the dumbest shit I miss
House Hunters was real and I could feel
Like I'm not worthless, life had purpose
Who am I kidding, I'm not the one
Who knows what's going on
I'll just leave
Little bits of myself everywhere I've been like the world is my bedroom floor
You may never see me again but you'll never forget the hat I wore
I'm closer to people on the internet that I have never even met
Than those who share my last name
Never looked inside myself to think what any of this all means
Too busy playing Xbox and looking at stupid memes
So how can I say I wanna take it slow when I speed everywhere I go
And I get anxious without my phone
And I get anxious when I'm alone
I wanna go back when I thought that
House Hunters was real and I could feel
Like I'm not worthless, life had purpose
Who am I kidding, I'm not the one
Who knows what's going on
I'll just write
Some really over-specific words over chords that everybody's heard
And I'll play 'em on guitar so I can call it real music
Post it on the internet to send to people I've never met
So they can say it's okay
But this is what it's like to know what goes on in my head
Won't tell anyone who cares, I'll just tell the whole world instead
So how can I say I want something new when I get scared at the thought of you?
And I never know what to do
And I never think anything through
I wanna go back when I thought that
House Hunters was real and I could feel
Like I'm not worthless, life had purpose
Who am I kidding, I'm not the one
Who knows what's going on
And looking back, it all makes sense
And looking back is how all my time is spent
And looking back, it all makes sense
And looking back is how all my time is spent
I wanna know why it made me cry
Thinking about this House Hunters show
How many hours would we watch it?
House Hunters reruns, how was that fun?
It's the dumbest shit I miss
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Writer(s): Eric Stemshorn
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