Households ft. Suitcase Souls Lyrics

There's a bible on the shelf by a new pack a cigarettes

There's a photo on the fridge of a family that's perfect

But the wall full of crosses in the dining room

They've heard every argument we got into

There's a bible on the shelf by a new pack a cigarettes

I didn't know I'd be

More than the things you see

And it wasn't easy, in the beginning, getting to know me

Sometimes I can't see

Past all the good, the bad and the growing

But the laughing, the living, the stories that can't be sold

They're more than a house holds

There's a house on the market in my old neighborhood

With a fresh coat of paint and brand new hardwood

But there's pencil lines hiding on an old door frame

That can tell you how tall I was when I turned eight

There's a house on the market in my old neighborhood

Well, I didn't know I'd be

More than the things you see

And it wasn't easy, in the beginning, getting to know me

Sometimes I can't see

Past all the good, the bad and the growing

But the laughing, the living, the stories that can't be sold

They're more than a house holds

More than, more than a house

More than

More than a house holds

More than, more than a house

More than a house holds

My first steps on the kitchen floor

My first kiss outside the front door

My first drink even though I swore

That I would never tell

I didn't know I'd be

More than the things you see

And it wasn't easy, in the beginning, getting to know me

Sometimes I can't see

Past all the good, the bad and the growing

But the laughing, the living, the stories that can't be sold

They're more than a house holds

More than, more than a house

More than

More than a house holds

More than, more than a house

More than a house holds

More than, more than a house

More than

More than a house holds

More than, more than a house

More than a house holds