Bread
You got me a new house
So I'm baking you bread each Sunday
Growing basil out by the doorway
Being a good wife you can write books about
I'm finding my feet here
Got some inside shoes and some inside moves
I won't stay in the kitchen but, what a good kitchen
No I'm not wishing my days away
There's no ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
The days are still hot
And the work never stops
It's end-stage America you get or get got
But it's a little bit better
And a little bit better's alot
We got us a new couch
Shedding all of the dust that's held us
All the damage this city's dealt us
Being the good wives people write books about
I think we could stay here
Maybe four, five years 'til the air is clear
I'm not not pessimistic but who the hell isn't
Oh I'm still kicking my blues away
There's no ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
The days are still hot
And the work never stops
It's end-stage America you get or get got
But it's a little bit better
And a little bit better
A little it better's a lot
I think I'm still the same girl
Working back to myself at the end of the world
I think I'm still the same girl
But if I'm not, well I hope you still love her
I think I'm still the same girl
Working back to myself at the end of the world
I think I'm still the same girl
I think I'm still the same girl
I think I'm still the same girl
There's no ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
No ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
The days are still hot
And the work never stops
It's end stage America you get or get got
But it's a little bit better
It's little bit better
It's a little it better
And a little bit better's alot
So I'm baking you bread each Sunday
Growing basil out by the doorway
Being a good wife you can write books about
I'm finding my feet here
Got some inside shoes and some inside moves
I won't stay in the kitchen but, what a good kitchen
No I'm not wishing my days away
There's no ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
The days are still hot
And the work never stops
It's end-stage America you get or get got
But it's a little bit better
And a little bit better's alot
We got us a new couch
Shedding all of the dust that's held us
All the damage this city's dealt us
Being the good wives people write books about
I think we could stay here
Maybe four, five years 'til the air is clear
I'm not not pessimistic but who the hell isn't
Oh I'm still kicking my blues away
There's no ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
The days are still hot
And the work never stops
It's end-stage America you get or get got
But it's a little bit better
And a little bit better
A little it better's a lot
I think I'm still the same girl
Working back to myself at the end of the world
I think I'm still the same girl
But if I'm not, well I hope you still love her
I think I'm still the same girl
Working back to myself at the end of the world
I think I'm still the same girl
I think I'm still the same girl
I think I'm still the same girl
There's no ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
No ghosts in the wall
Or smoke in the hall
And I'm thinking this might be perfect
The neighbors are nice
And it's quiet at night
Maybe all of the shit was worth it
The days are still hot
And the work never stops
It's end stage America you get or get got
But it's a little bit better
It's little bit better
It's a little it better
And a little bit better's alot
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Writer(s): Katie Buchanan
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