Lawrence

I had ahouseon 12th street Ilivedthere when I was young AndthoughI was born in Ohio I won't tell you that that'swhereI'm from No, I am from a brothel Legally in Tennessee Sevengirlsin four bedrooms A red couch, A full moon Threebirdsin the chimney, and me But timekeepsfallingthroughmy fingers Crawlingtowardmydeepestfear I don'twannalose you We held each other And weshelteredourfriendsthrough the rain And nomatterwhere I gothroughthe years It won't ever be the same again This is not thehousethat I built And thishouseneverbuiltme Becausewithoutthesoulsinside of it What's a house, but a hallowed-out tree And weneverlearned to walk here Weemergedas if out of the sea Wobbly legs, butreadyto run Together, and just turn nineteen And I justwannafind An answer, who am Iwithoutyou? I don'twannalose you We held each other And weshelteredourfriendsthrough the rain And nomatterwhere I gothroughthe years It won't ever be the same again We held each other And we'regoingbut onethingremains And nomatterwhere I gothroughthe years I willneverbe the same Again (Never ever) (going in there) (Keep going) (I'll never) (go in, go in) (Never) (Will never)