Your House
Right around six or something
There I was
Barefoot in the street
I hide
Where I thought I, I'd float through your door
And I, I've been there before
But I ain't, so
Oh, love
I'm going nowhere, you won't find me
Maybe I sold love
For what it's worth on the street
Said, "Oh, love
There ain't a sharp enough knife
To cut me out of your life
I'm going to your house tonight" (your house tonight)
And there's gold in the sky
In the city we tried
A shining east of your face
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Thought you'd (ooh) aim at her gates (ooh-ooh)
Though there's nothing to say (ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh) but I ain't (ooh)
Oh, oh, love
I'm going nowhere, you won't find me
Maybe I sold love
For what it's worth on the streets (streets)
Said, "Oh, oh, love
There ain't a sharp enough knife
To cut me out of your life
Who's going to your house tonight?"
I'm leaving everything to you
So, save me the trouble
As you're sliding into view, ooh-ooh
Save me the trouble
Oh, love
I'm going nowhere, you won't (find me) find me
Maybe I sold love
For what it's worth on the street (street)
Said, "Oh, oh, love
There ain't a sharp enough knife
To cut me out of your life
Who's going to your house tonight?"
Who's going to your house tonight (there ain't a sharp enough knife)
Tonight, tonight, tonight?
Who's going to your house tonight (to cut me out of your life)
Tonight, tonight, tonight?
There I was
Barefoot in the street
I hide
Where I thought I, I'd float through your door
And I, I've been there before
But I ain't, so
Oh, love
I'm going nowhere, you won't find me
Maybe I sold love
For what it's worth on the street
Said, "Oh, love
There ain't a sharp enough knife
To cut me out of your life
I'm going to your house tonight" (your house tonight)
And there's gold in the sky
In the city we tried
A shining east of your face
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Thought you'd (ooh) aim at her gates (ooh-ooh)
Though there's nothing to say (ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh) but I ain't (ooh)
Oh, oh, love
I'm going nowhere, you won't find me
Maybe I sold love
For what it's worth on the streets (streets)
Said, "Oh, oh, love
There ain't a sharp enough knife
To cut me out of your life
Who's going to your house tonight?"
I'm leaving everything to you
So, save me the trouble
As you're sliding into view, ooh-ooh
Save me the trouble
Oh, love
I'm going nowhere, you won't (find me) find me
Maybe I sold love
For what it's worth on the street (street)
Said, "Oh, oh, love
There ain't a sharp enough knife
To cut me out of your life
Who's going to your house tonight?"
Who's going to your house tonight (there ain't a sharp enough knife)
Tonight, tonight, tonight?
Who's going to your house tonight (to cut me out of your life)
Tonight, tonight, tonight?
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Peter Mcmahon, Joshua Jenkinson Tansia, Elijah Bob Hewson, Robert Keating
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