Nobody'S Home

I pace the hallways
I keep the bed made
I got the centerpiece
Looking like the same flowers from our first date
I was the teenage dream
You were the quarterback
I bet the neighbors think we're the model house on the cul-de-sac

But nobody's home
We're both hanging by a thread
Our bodies are close
Going through all the motions
I wish we were fighting and crying
'Cause crying is trying
And trying ain't dying like we are
And nobody's home
Won't somebody turn the lights on?
Won't somebody turn the lights on?

Yeah, there's a battleground
Under the TV sound
And there's a red wine stain
From a thrown glass pane we don't talk about
And now we're so polite
Just getting through the day
We paint a perfect smile like the pictures sitting on the fireplace

But nobody's home
We're both hanging by a thread
Our bodies are close
Going through all the motions
I wish we were fighting and crying
'Cause crying is trying
And trying ain't dying like we are
And nobody's home
Won't somebody turn the lights on?
Won't somebody turn the lights on?
Won't somebody turn the lights on?

But nobody's home
We're both hanging by a thread
Our bodies are close
Going through all the motions
I wish we were fighting and crying
'Cause crying is trying
And trying ain't dying like we are
And nobody's home
Won't somebody turn the lights on?
Won't somebody turn the lights on?
Won't somebody turn the lights on?

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on
Nobody's home
Turn the lights on, turn the lights on
Nobody's home