Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PVRIS
Performer
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Vocals
Denny Agosto Vega
Drums
Courtney LaPlante
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lynn Gunn
Songwriter
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Composer
Blake Harnage
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Producer
Jonathan Perry
Producer
Sarah Tudzin
Producer
Blake Harnage
Producer
Julian Gargiulo
Mixing Engineer
Idania Valencia
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I feel you in these walls
You're a cold air creepin' in
Chill me to my bones and skin
I heard you down the hall
But it's vacant when I'm lookin' in
Oh, who let you in?
You walk around like you own the place
But you never say anything
I caught you walkin' straight through my walls
Guess it was all my fault
I think I let you in
Never thought that I would feel like this
Such a mess when I'm in your presence
I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick
Gotta get you out of my system, yeah
It's my house (my house)
And I think it's time to get out
It's my soul (my soul)
It isn't yours anymore
It's my house (my house)
I think it's time to get out
Yeah, I think it's time to get out
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
You're at my bedroom door
Heard your footsteps on the floor
Closer than ever before
And now you're in my room
You're a cold air creepin' through
Under sheets, avoiding you (avoiding you)
You walk around, I can hear you pace (pace, pace)
Circlin' my bed frame (frame)
Oh, but now, we're face-to-face
Head on my pillowcase
But, darlin', you can't stay
Never thought that I would feel like this (like this)
Such a mess when I'm in your presence
I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick (makin' me sick)
Gotta get you out of my system, yeah
It's my house (my house)
And I think it's time to get out
It's my soul (my soul)
It isn't yours anymore
It's my house (my house)
I think it's time to get out
Yeah, I think it's time to get out
Haven't you heard?
I'm not yours anymore
I'm not yours anymore (I'm not yours anymore)
It's my soul (and I think it's time to get out)
Haven't you heard? Yeah
I'm not yours anymore
I'm not yours anymore (I'm not yours anymore)
It's my soul
(I feel you in these walls)
(You're a cold air creepin' in)
(Chill me to my bones and skin)
Never thought that I would feel like this (like this)
Such a mess when I'm in your presence
I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick
It's my house (my house)
And I think it's time to get out
It's my soul (my soul)
It isn't yours anymore
It's my house (my house)
I think it's time to get out
Yeah, I think it's time to get out
Hey, yeah, ooh, oh-oh
Yeah, I think it's time to get out
Writer(s): Lyndsey Gerd Gunnulfsen, Blake Preston Harnage
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