"Real House" lyrics
We were playing house till the rent went up
And they said move out I don't want to do that now
Cause I like the lines in the script we wrote
Especially the ones un-spoke, where, where we just lock eyes
You said the shows getting bad
All of the TV sets make you sad
I don't want to be, I don't want to be
The reason for that
I know you've gotta move to a real house
With real walls
A normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head's on the chest of someone you adore
But I'm gonna stay in a good dream
In the last scene
Where you told me
The coffee is done
Nobody move, watch trash TV
Till someone yells cut
This is how it plays out
Every other night on a weekday
Begin to watch a movie around 8
Go to bed and fade to the next day
Then all the lights go out
And all the audience cheers
You turn away and walk out of here
I remember we're pretending to feel
Between the start and the stop is just fiction
I think I like the lie like an addiction
That's why I didn't cry when the credits were run
I know that you've gotta move to a real house
With real walls
I normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head's on the chest of someone you adore
But I'm gonna stay in a good dream
In the last scene
Where you told me
The coffee is done
Nobody move, watch trash TV till someone yells
Oh
A rerun is fine when you're in it
Until you know how it ended
Then you're just waiting for the screen to go black
Oh
The rerun is fine when you're in it
If you stop before the last minute
And you start again
Can we start again?
I don't think I can
Handle losing my best friend
You said the shows getting bad
All of the TV sets make you sad
I don't want to be, I don't want to be
The reason for that
You've gotta move to a real house
With real walls
I normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head's on the chest of someone you adore
But I'm gonna stay in a good dream
In the last scene
Where you told me
The coffee is done
Nobody move, watch trash tv, and start again
Nobody move, watch trash tv, and start again
Nobody move, watch trash tv
Till someone yells cut
I can't look at it, try it once more.
No, let me do it by myself, you go away
Okay
And they said move out I don't want to do that now
Cause I like the lines in the script we wrote
Especially the ones un-spoke, where, where we just lock eyes
You said the shows getting bad
All of the TV sets make you sad
I don't want to be, I don't want to be
The reason for that
I know you've gotta move to a real house
With real walls
A normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head's on the chest of someone you adore
But I'm gonna stay in a good dream
In the last scene
Where you told me
The coffee is done
Nobody move, watch trash TV
Till someone yells cut
This is how it plays out
Every other night on a weekday
Begin to watch a movie around 8
Go to bed and fade to the next day
Then all the lights go out
And all the audience cheers
You turn away and walk out of here
I remember we're pretending to feel
Between the start and the stop is just fiction
I think I like the lie like an addiction
That's why I didn't cry when the credits were run
I know that you've gotta move to a real house
With real walls
I normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head's on the chest of someone you adore
But I'm gonna stay in a good dream
In the last scene
Where you told me
The coffee is done
Nobody move, watch trash TV till someone yells
Oh
A rerun is fine when you're in it
Until you know how it ended
Then you're just waiting for the screen to go black
Oh
The rerun is fine when you're in it
If you stop before the last minute
And you start again
Can we start again?
I don't think I can
Handle losing my best friend
You said the shows getting bad
All of the TV sets make you sad
I don't want to be, I don't want to be
The reason for that
You've gotta move to a real house
With real walls
I normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head's on the chest of someone you adore
But I'm gonna stay in a good dream
In the last scene
Where you told me
The coffee is done
Nobody move, watch trash tv, and start again
Nobody move, watch trash tv, and start again
Nobody move, watch trash tv
Till someone yells cut
I can't look at it, try it once more.
No, let me do it by myself, you go away
Okay
Writer(s): Samuel Cieri
