[Intro] (Yeah... mmm) (It's like that, you know?) [Verse 1] I see the signal you're sendin', it's comin' in clear The meanin' behind the words you're makin' sure that I hear And I appreciate the effort, believe me, I do It's just this frequency you're on, I can no longer tune to My antenna's been broken for a season or two And the repairman ain't comin', that's the honest truth This residence is vacant, metaphorically speakin' The lights are off on purpose, stop your peekin' Through the windows... I ain't hostin' no more parties in here Just dust bunnies dancin' with my caution and fear (it's alright though) And your kindness is a language I've forgotten how to speak My tongue gets tied in knots, my vocabulary's weak. [Pre-Chorus] And it ain't your fault, it's a problem of design You drew a beautiful door right on a wall of mine And you're knockin' so politely, waitin' for a key But this house is not a home no more, it's just a place for me. (just me) [Chorus] So I'm sorry, you can't come inside Got my feelings and my furniture all packed up tight The welcome mat is rolled up, the doorbell's disconnected This quiet's what I own now, carefully protected (yeah) It's not your love I'm runnin' from, it's just the thought of the fall So I'm keepin' to myself behind this comfortable wall. [Verse 2] I used to leave the front door open, hopin' someone would stop by Let 'em track in all their mud and listen to 'em lie Played the host until the wine was gone and dawn was on the rise Then I'd be the one to clean it up, to my surprise (always) Every time. That's a pattern, not a lesson that you learn It's a fire you keep touchin' just to watch your fingers burn So I finally bought some fire-proofin', boarded up the place Traded all that open space for... well, just open space. The garden in the back is overgrown with weeds, it's true But I don't gotta tend to nothin', somethin' beautiful and new In its own way, right? A different kind of peace I found Just the sound of my own footsteps on my own damn ground. [Pre-Chorus] And it ain't your fault, it's a problem of design You drew a beautiful door right on a wall of mine And you're knockin' so politely, waitin' for a key But this house is not a home no more, it's just a place for me. (it's just a place) [Chorus] So I'm sorry, you can't come inside Got my feelings and my furniture all packed up tight The welcome mat is rolled up, the doorbell's disconnected This quiet's what I own now, carefully protected (yeah, it's mine) It's not your love I'm runnin' from, it's just the thought of the fall So I'm keepin' to myself behind this comfortable wall. [Bridge] And damn, it's a shame, 'cause you seem real Like a warm summer day, the way you make me feel... almost In another timeline, maybe we could build But my foundation's settled in the silt It's firm right here, it's solid, you see? And I'm not takin' chances on a brand new blueprint, nope... not me. [Outro] Behind this comfortable wall... (Yeah) Just me and these four walls. (The welcome mat is rolled up) Mmm-hmm. It's alright though. (It's better this way) Yeah.
