Bird Week - Yellow House

I don't wanna go, no, I don't wanna go to your house this weekend
I don't wanna go, no, I don't wanna go to your house this weekend
Do you remember when we were so young and immature?
We thought we were gonna make it work
But it didn't work like it did before
So now every time I see you
I don't even think you wanna see me round
And I don't understand, no
I don't understand
Just how different we turned out
I think you liked it
When they all listened
You could control it
But I sure didn't
I don't wanna go, no, I don't wanna go to your house this weekend
I don't wanna go, no, I don't wanna go to your house this weekend
I don't wanna go, no, I don't wanna go to your house this weekend
I don't wanna go, no, I don't wanna go to your house this weekend
Your voice is so loud
I wish I could shut your mouth
But you really like the sound
You really like the sound
Of your own damn bad idea
Oh, I don't really know, no
I don't really know
What you're doing in your head
But you ain't been the same, no
You ain't been the same
Since you made me go and crawl under your bed
And I don't feel good
And you don't care how
I threw up twice now
I'm gonna pass out
I held your hand above my head as we walked on down the sidewalk
I held your hand above my head
I held your hand above my head as we walked on down the sidewalk
I held your hand above my head
I held your hand above my head as we walked on down the sidewalk
I held your hand above my head
I held your hand above my head as we walked on down the sidewalk
I held your hand above my head
I held your hand above my head as we walked on down the sidewalk
I held your hand above my head
I held your hand above my head as we walked on down the sidewalk
I held your hand above my head
Oh, goddamn it, I'm done

Written by:
Justin Hatch

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