Same House

Eleven o'clock was way later than I should be up

But I was so I heard them

Every night talking quickly would turn to

Arguing, yelling, and screaming

So when mom called me down to the kitchen one night

I wasn't so surprised

When three seats were set at the table

And one seat was open for me

She told me to sit down

And said they got something to tell me

They thought that I was oblivious to it all

But I knew since they started

Sleeping in two different rooms and avoiding

Each other every morning

So when mom called me down to the kitchen one night

I wasn't so surprised

When three seats were set at the table

And one seat was open for me

She told me to sit down

And said they got something to tell me

You'll get used to two

Two backyards, two birthdays, two playrooms

Two parents who are gonna love you like they do now

Just not in the same house

Not in the same house