My childhood home is older The one you held me in My bedroom full of posters The walls are paper thin Wish I didn't have to miss you You don't even live that far I hate that you put all the blame on my chest Forgive me this is too hard We've been here before 'til we're out of breath I'm blue in the face from talking to death We're screaming in circles You don't hear a word You keep it quiet, I only get hurt What would the neighbors think? You make me miss my brother He'd know what to do You're so caught up in others And their points of view Wish I didn't have to ask you over and over again I hate how you wait 'til it's almost too late To tell me you love me We've been here before 'til we're out of breath I'm blue in the face from talking to death We're screaming in circles You don't hear a word You keep it quiet, I only get hurt What would the neighbors think? Why does it matter? Do you hear yourself? If you didn't care about everyone else Would you love me better than you ever did? Say "fuck what the neighbors think"? We've been here before 'til we're out of breath I'm blue in the face from talking to death We're screaming in circles You don't hear a word You keep it quiet, I only get hurt