Someone Else's Home

[Intro]

Hmm-mm, mm-mm

Hmm-mm, mm-mm

[Verse 1]

Don't like your choices of art on the walls, but I don't say it

It just feels unromantic to buy a painting at 3 a.m. on the internet

Like, "What's the story with this?"

"Well, I was anxious and I couldn't sleep so I bought some shit"

I tried to put a sculpture in the yard once

A family memory I'd inherited

You said you hated it

"Can you put it at your studio and save me the embarrassment?"

[Refrain]

I still park on the street

When there's room in the driveway

And leave my shoes at the door

Leave my doubts in my head

And I desperately downplay

How I don't feel like me anymore

[Chorus]

Havеn't given up on makin' this my own

But it's always felt like somеone else's home

Like someone else's home

Haven't given up on makin' this my own

But it's always felt like someone else's home

Like someone else's home

[Verse 2]

You want me lookin' at swatches and pickin' out tiles

I wanna go live in Peru for a while

You wanna buy houses and diversify your portfolio

I wanna get high on a jetski in Tokyo

Don't you think we may have grown up too fast (Mm-mm)

Missed out on actin' our age? (Mm-mm)

Maybe we're grown-ups to middle America (Mm-mm)

But we're still kids in LA (Mm-mm)

[Chorus]

Haven't given up on makin' this my own

But it's always felt like someone else's home

Like someone else's home

Haven't given up on makin' this my own

But it's always felt like someone else's home

Like someone else's home

[Refrain]

I still park on the street

When there's room in the driveway

And leave my shoes at the door

Leave my doubts in my head

And I desperately downplay

How I don't feel like me anymore

[Outro]

(Given up on makin' this my own, given up on makin' this my own)

But it's always felt like someone else's home

(Given up on makin' this my own)

(Given up on makin' this my own, given up on makin' this my own)

But it's always felt like someone else's

Like someone else's home (Someone else's home)