This House Was A Bad Idea (Not Really)

[Verse 1]
We signed the lease in pen and ketchup
On a diner napkin
2 a.m
You moved in with two chipped mugs
I brought boxes
Bills
And bad friends
Couch on the curb for three whole days
Rain-soaked
Still felt like a throne
Pizza boxes as décor
Felt rich in a place we didn't own
[Chorus]
This house was a bad idea
Every wall a cracked confession
Neighbors heard our late-night fights
And our 3 a.m. obsessions
Yeah
Everything went wrong in here
Every plan a small disaster
But I'd wreck it all again with you
Just to fall apart faster
[Verse 2]
You painted stars on the kitchen ceiling
They peeled and fell into our hair
We burned the toast
We killed the plants
Left our shoes on every stair
The shower sang like rusty chains
Heat cut out in mid-December
We kept warm in that broken bed
That's the part I still remember
[Chorus]
This house was a bad idea
Every wall a cracked confession
Neighbors heard our late-night fights
And our 3 a.m. obsessions
Yeah
Everything went wrong in here
Every plan a small disaster
But I'd wreck it all again with you
Just to fall apart faster
[Bridge]
We lost the keys
We lost our minds (hey!)
We lost deposits
Lost some time
But not a second that I'd trade
For all that chaos we designed
I hear the floorboards when I sleep
They call your name
They call me back
To that crooked door
That crooked love
That beautiful train wreck
[Chorus]
This house was a bad idea
Every wall a cracked confession
Neighbors heard our late-night fights
And our 3 a.m. obsessions
Yeah
Everything went wrong in here
Every plan a small disaster
But I'd wreck it all again with you
Just to fall apart faster
[Outro]
This house was a bad idea
(Not really, not really)
We were wrong in all the right ways
You still feel like home to me

rock, Crunchy pop-punk guitars, male vocals up-front, driving mid-tempo groove that leans half-time in verses then explodes in choruses. Bright, slightly dirty bass and tight, cracking drums with gang shouts on key lines. Final chorus stacks extra harmonies and a shout-along outro while guitars ring out with a bittersweet, triumphant edge., punk, male vocals, pop