House - Ben Folds Five

There’s a sign up in the yard and the, the furniture has gone

Filled with fetid memories unworthy of a song

Flashes of sad and angry faces come and go

Could anyone live between those walls and never know?

And I could go there but I’m not going

Pulse is slowing, no, I’m not nervous anymore

I’ve had the nightmares, I’ve seen some counselors

But I’m not going back up in that house again

It’s just like waking up in that second and a half

The bliss of not remembering before it all comes flooding back

So what do I do as all these voices come and go?

Could anyone live inside my head and never know?

And I could go there, I’m not going

Pulse is slowing, no, I’m not nervous anymore

I’ve seen the nightmares and some counselors

I’m not going back up in that house again, in that house again

I’m not sorry for what I’m feeling

Blow the walls out, bring the ceiling to the ground

I’ve had the nightmares, seen the counselors

I’m not going back up in that house again