your house, my house

I don't wanna find your T-shirt in the corner of my bathroom

I don't wanna buy the breakfast, that I know that you would like

I don't wanna kiss somebody, just to let you know I'm moving on

I don't wanna go to parties, just to show you I can be alone

Maybe I won't

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

I don't really know the vibe these days

We could use a little time away

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

Think it over in a quiet place

But I, I've got my doubts

I don't wanna fake a friendship, just to end up in your bed

How I hate to be reminded of the good times that we had

I don't wanna throw a pity party and feel sorry for myself

Craving validation from our miscommunications – what the hell?

This doesn't help

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

I don't really know the vibe these days

We could use a little time away

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

Oh, I don't really know the vibe these days

We could use a little time away

Your house, my house

My bed, your couch

Oh, think it over in a quiet place

But I, I've got my doubts

Oh, it's such a fine line, fade back into your life

Step back to the side line, maybe it's the right time

Oh, it's such a fine line, fade back into your life

Step back to the side line, maybe it's the right time

Oh, it's such a fine line, fade back into your life

Step back to the side line, maybe it's the right time

Oh, it's such a fine line, fade back into your life

Step back to the side line, maybe it's the last time