The House (feat. Jonny Marchand)

Do you ever think about
The words that come from your mouth
Before you spit 'em out?

'Cause we've been here a thousand times
And now I look into your eyes
And I'm starting to doubt

Whether you listen to me
Do you ever listen to me?
Do you even care what I need from ya?
'Cause this ain't the first time that I've told ya

Baby, just listen to me
Right now I'm holding the key
To the toolbox we need to put us back together
'Cause the hinges are loose, and the floorboards weathered

And you say
"I don't wanna raise kids in a house where we're fighting all the time"
Well, neither do I

So why don't you stop hurting me?
You know you can't put this on me
Always telling me that shit never happened
I'm overreacting, that I need therapy
When all you gotta do is stop hurting me

Lately I've been noticing
That you get mad around my friends
And I don't know where it came from

You say I change in front of them (You change in front of them)
And that you know that's not who I am (I know that's not who you are)
Well, that sounds like an ultimatum

You say that I don't listen to you (You don't listen to me)
Well tell me, what am I supposed to do?
When you're crying and screaming at me (When I'm crying and screaming at you)
A thousand words a second, where do I speak?

You're tellin me I don't understand ya (You don't understand me)
Well maybe we don't stand a chance now
Maybe you're right, I haven't been drawing plans up (Maybe I'm right, you haven't been drawing plans up)
The way that you have (The way that I have)

'Cause I don't wanna raise kids in a house where we're fighting all the time

So I'll say goodbye

Or you could just stop hurting me
You know you can't put this on me
Always telling me that shit never happened
I'm overreacting, that I need therapy
When you could just stop hurting me
Can't you see you're hurting me?
And it's taking its toll and I'm crashing
And you say I'm acting differently

Well, all you gotta do is (Stop hurting)

Just hold me when I cry (I can't hear you when you're crying)

Instead of getting mad (It's late and now I'm tired)

Instead of getting angry (I'm so sick of fighting)

Just hold me when I'm sad (Maybe I can't meet your demands)

Just meet my despair (Baby, I don't know how)

With open loving arms (To navigate this mess)

Not with gritted teeth (I think I'm gonna go now)

And fingers curled to palms (Before I do something I'll regret)

I don't wanna raise kids in a house where we're fighting all the time

So what you gotta do is
Stop hurting me