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Dear old house that I grew up in
I know they're gonna to leave you any day
Dear old house that I grew up in
Can't you find a way to make them stay
And while the girls that I went to school with
Walked downtown with all the cool kids
I was staked out in your cellar
Making friends with dead umbrellas
And every creak of every floorboard
Tells the story of the girl I stuck inside
And if they move away
I'll have no place to hide
Dear old house that I grew up in
I have never really been in love
You took my heart when I was a
Child and your
Noises wrapped around my little
Body like a winter glove
You're just a random set of objects
In a town that's filled with sadness
In the armpit of the world
You're chopped down trees and rotting soil
And if I wanted to I'd keep you
And I'd fill you up and heat you
With the market how it is
Amanda, well you know
The price of oil
Goodbye stair
And goodbye stars
On painted closet wall
Attic door and banister
I'll miss you most of all
I was supposed to keep you safe
This wasn't supposed to end
Does it sound ridiculous
To call you my best friend
Dear old house that I grew up in
I know I haven't visited that much
But every lifeless hotel and apartment
I walk into just remind me of the
Doorknobs that I want to touch
And I won't miss you when they sell you
To some evil yuppie couple
With a child who'll put Miley Cyrus
Posters in my bedroom
I am a native of the globe
I am a rockstar on the road
I am now centrally located
Anywhere that I am known
But it doesn't feel
Like anywhere
When you can't
Go back, home
Dear old house that I grew up in
I know it isn't your fault this went down
So please don't take it personally
Love, Amanda
P.S.
Tell the evil yuppie couple
When I'm rich
I'll buy them out
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