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Got a brand new roof above my head All the empty boxes thrown away I rearranged the place a hundred times today But the ordering of objects couldn't hide what didn't stay All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be home again All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be alone again Got myself a bottle of red wine Got a night with nothing else to do I think I might know what I really want But a brighter discontent's the best I ever got from you All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be home again All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be alone again Love is not these belongings that surround me Though there's meaning in the memories they hold A breaking heart in an empty apartment Was the loudest sound I never heard unfold Got a desk I'll write myself a note Pretending that it came from you On hotel stationary from the time we first met Whatever I can do 'cause I won't throw my hands up yet All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be home again All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be alone again All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be home again All these things Should make me happy, make me happy To be alone again |