How much would you do to feel wanted?
Holding onto something, then say it's lighthearted
While you're laying in a house that is rented
And you know they are paying a mortgage
Painted the walls though I know they might fine me
Running the water because I am thirsty
Paying it all back then blame the economy
'Cause I can't admit to be loved costs me money
I'm the other apartment
Loved then discarded
A moment of excitement
A relapse when you're heightened
I'd do anything for this though
A rented house isn't a home
I end up alone
I end up alone
I end up alone
I end up alone
A rented apartment alone in the city
Numerous guests in beds after parties
Though I know that you dream of a townhouse
Maybe Toronto, LA, or Chicago?
But my head is self-aware of its problems
But the child in me can't stop them
Maybe it's something I got from my mother
'Cause I pay rent like a permanent lover
I'm the other apartment
Loved then discarded
A moment of excitement
A relapse when you're heightened
I'd do anything for this though
A rented house isn't a home
I end up alone
I end up alone
I end up alone
I end up alone
I end up alone
I end up alone
I'll kiss you a little harder
So we can stay out till it's darker
And I bet you're thinking of me
While you're pulling on her jeans
And I'll do anything for you to see me
For you to wake up and want me
Sell five years for the perfect body
Let you make me feel dirty
But I'm rented for a moment
It's a lease I won't end up owning
I've built this house I'm now alone in
Maybe I'm better off alone (Better on my own)
I'm alone (Better on my own)
Alone, alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
I end up alone (Better on my own)
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