There's perfume in the air... But babe, I'm sorry it's not yours We've been here for so damn long That I forgot just what we're waiting for It's not my business Remind me who's house is this? Who will answer if I knock on this door? In the mirror, there's no reflection No memories, no recollection They took our picture... but we're not there We're wearing sheets... but no one's getting scared This ain't our house I know it's not the same They don't know about us They don't even know our names Ugly sculptures Uglier people If there's an afterlife... There won't be a sequel No, there won't be a sequel There's someone's in my chair... But babe, I'm sorry it's not me I've sat there for so damn long That I forgot just what this even means It's been a long time And it's such a long, long line There's so many places that I'd rather be Take a number, look all around you What was lost, will be found soon They moved our furniture... now it's not there We were here first and I don't want to share This ain't our house I know it's not the same They don't know about us They don't even know our names Ugly sculptures Uglier people If there's an afterlife... There won't be a sequel No, there won't be a sequel Last night I drew a door I knocked three times Glowing behind it An odd green light A waiting room Just right inside The receptionist Told me how we died ... I swear I tried It's not our house It's not the same They don't know about us They don't even know our names Ugly sculptures Uglier people If there's an afterlife... There won't be a sequel No, there won't be a sequel
