Grace Abnormal - KEY

Verse 1
I learned houses caught fire at thirteen
Not directly thank god
I heard it reported on tv
Eyes glued to the broadcast back of my mind formed the thought
"in the end that's gonna be me"
Thought was only supposed to last a second
But i guess some thoughts just never leave
Settled like dust
Never found a purpose to the house maybe this is the key
This house has brought nothing but wasted space and false dreams
Broken promises and false belief
Thought i found it's purpose when i was fifteen
Six twenty six, hour 3
I learned my name
And thought surely this would stop the flame
Turns out knowing the problem just means you're forced to watch it decay
Everything i need to do staring me in the face
Every step the wrong direction so i stood in place

Refrain
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Verse 2
I tried to light a match once
No intention of fire just seeing if i could
Nobody should miss this house
But some convinced themselves they would
They see the land it's built on
And convince themselves the building's good
Match struck the box
But the match still stood
Couldn't even do that right
Fire's probably off the hook
I'm selfish but not enough to make other people upset
Fire's out of the question until i can ensure that it won't spread
Solitary confinement until they forget
I'll leave then

Refrain
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up
Bent over the key like bill evans can't bring myself to pick it up

Verse 3
I hate this house more than i've hated anything
I hate how it looks, how it breathes
How it's convinced it's chained itself
How it won't let me leave
Its cowardice
Its refusal of meaning
Its waste of resources
Its delusion it could ever be
Its low voice
Its clothes choice
Its refusal to light the beams
Its refusal to drown in the rain
Its complacency in its decay
How it let its one relationship rot away
How it left the first person it told its name
How no matter how much it hates itself it refuses to make a change
No matter how much i hate i can't change
No matter how much i hate i can't change
No matter how much i hate i can't change
No matter how much i hate i can't change
No matter how much i hate i can't change
No matter how much i hate i can't change
If i hate this house so much why am i scared for it to change