just a house
I used to just walk in, now I got a knock on the door
I'm parkin' in the street now, my muddy tennis shoes ain't on the porch
Now my bedroom's just my brother's mess, I feel like I'm a hotel guest
It's always just the way it goes, I guess
But I can't say I don't miss it when I go back and visit
It's about the same, but something's changed since I've been on my own
Yeah, it might be where I started, but now it's only where half my heart is
'Cause I grew up, and I moved out, and just like that now home is just a house
I know I used to live there, 'cause I'm in every picture on the wall
Back when I had brown hair and I picked up a guitar to get away from it all
Ooh
And now it's quiet in my living room
And I love my place, I really do
But I can't say that I don't miss it when I go back and visit
It's about the same, but something's changed since I've been on my own
Yeah, it might be where I started, but now it's only where half my heart is
'Cause I grew up, and I moved out and just like that now home is just a house
It's just a house
I know that's how it's supposed to be
Put 20 down for a front door key
And a welcome at greener grass
And there ain't no way I'd trade all that
'Cause I finally did it, it's a whole lot different
Bought this couch, it's freedom how I call it on my own
Yeah, this brand-new life I started, that's where my heart is
I moved out, went in my style
This place is so much more than just a house
It ain't just a house
I'm parkin' in the street now, my muddy tennis shoes ain't on the porch
Now my bedroom's just my brother's mess, I feel like I'm a hotel guest
It's always just the way it goes, I guess
But I can't say I don't miss it when I go back and visit
It's about the same, but something's changed since I've been on my own
Yeah, it might be where I started, but now it's only where half my heart is
'Cause I grew up, and I moved out, and just like that now home is just a house
I know I used to live there, 'cause I'm in every picture on the wall
Back when I had brown hair and I picked up a guitar to get away from it all
Ooh
And now it's quiet in my living room
And I love my place, I really do
But I can't say that I don't miss it when I go back and visit
It's about the same, but something's changed since I've been on my own
Yeah, it might be where I started, but now it's only where half my heart is
'Cause I grew up, and I moved out and just like that now home is just a house
It's just a house
I know that's how it's supposed to be
Put 20 down for a front door key
And a welcome at greener grass
And there ain't no way I'd trade all that
'Cause I finally did it, it's a whole lot different
Bought this couch, it's freedom how I call it on my own
Yeah, this brand-new life I started, that's where my heart is
I moved out, went in my style
This place is so much more than just a house
It ain't just a house
Credits
Writer(s): Aj Pruis, Liz Rose, Trannie Anderson, Alana Springsteen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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