"Thinnest Wall" lyrics

Oh, you got a mouth on you baby
You dish it out with a measure of pride
Yeah, God help 'em if they cross one of your lines
I don't need you to re-draw yourself honey
And I don't need you to pretend or deny
But I would love it if you just once let it slide

My least favorite place to argue is the museum of art
You always seem to linger by the pieces I hate

I'm on your side of this, honey
And I'm on the other side of who caused you pain
But you let 'em have it while you're talking at my face

Just what are we fighting for, baby?
What are we trying to cure with all of this heat?
You and I decided to be family

And my least favorite place to argue is your childhood bedroom
Your parents on the other side of the thinnest wall

These are the thinnest walls

They're not listening, baby
Not a one of them is listening, baby

You've burned down the hellfire, honey
Cursed the halos chasing eternity
Now tell me you don't notice heaven missing
Tell me you don't notice heaven missing