Someone Else's Home

Hmm-mm, mm-mm Hmm-mm, mm-mm Don't like your choices of art on the walls, but I don't say it It just feels unromantic to buy a painting at 3 A.M. on the internet Like, "What's the story with this?" "Well, I was anxious and I couldn't sleep so I bought some shit" I tried to put a sculpture in the yard once A family memory I'd inherited You said you hated it "Can you put it at your studio and save me the embarrassment?" I still park on the street When there's room in the driveway And leave my shoes at the door Leave my doubts in my head And I desperately downplay How I don't feel like me anymore Havеn't given up on makin' this my own But it's always felt like somеone else's home Like someone else's home Haven't given up on makin' this my own But it's always felt like someone else's home Like someone else's home You want me lookin' at swatches and pickin' out tiles I wanna go live in Peru for a while You wanna buy houses and diversify your portfolio I wanna get high on a jetski in Tokyo Don't you think we may have grown up too fast (Mm-mm) Missed out on actin' our age? (Mm-mm) Maybe we're grown-ups to middle America (Mm-mm) But we're still kids in L.A. (Mm-mm) Haven't given up on makin' this my own But it's always felt like someone else's home Like someone else's home Haven't given up on makin' this my own But it's always felt like someone else's home Like someone else's home I still park on the street When there's room in the driveway And leave my shoes at the door Leave my doubts in my head And I desperately downplay How I don't feel like me anymore (Given up on makin' this my own, given up on makin' this my own) But it's always felt like someone else's home (Given up on makin' this my own) (Given up on makin' this my own, given up on makin' this my own) But it's always felt like someone else's Like someone else's home (Someone else's home)