[GRACE]
Fields of yellow house of brick
You built me up till I was sick
You talked of nothing but yourself
And yet you say that’s who you hate the most

These plains stretch as far as your truths
These clouds pile behind our youths
And still you say the weather’s fine
This rain, relentless like your lies
These streaks light up your faulty skies
These holes my mind can’t seem to fill
You are the twister and I am the house on the hill
Minutes before evеrything was still

So you haven’t twisted things around?
Cause right bеfore me is a whirling thunder cloud
You’d stage late calls so me you’d own
If this is love then I choose to be alone

These plains stretch as far as your truths
These clouds pile behind our youths
And still you say the weather’s fine
This rain, relentless like your lies
These streaks light up your faulty skies
These holes my mind can’t seem to fill
You are the twister and I am the house on the hill
Minutes before everything was still
Just push my friends away
You’ll tell them what I did
You’ll tell them what I’d say
But the words you tell are far from mine
You wanted sympathy you got me
You got my empathy so let me be
You molded it to shape
And made me carry it around all day

Go on and frame me so
Your halo’s sure to show
Just take what little I have left
So go tell all your friends
That’s where the story ends
But playing house is just for kids
I’m not a child anymore
You grew me up and slammed my door
On your way out you took the key
Just let me out you don’t love me
I’m not your child anymore
You grew me up and slammed my door
On your way out you took the key
Just let me out you don’t love me
One wrong move and down you go
Or so you say I’ll never know
These plains stretch as far as your truths
These clouds pile behind our youths
And still you say the weather’s fine
This rain, relentless like your lies
These streaks light up your faulty skies
These holes my mind can’t seem to fill
You are the twister and I am the house on the hill
Minutes before everything was still
You are the twister and I️ am the house on the hill
Minutes before everything was still