House

If I set my table and poured some wine

will you step inside my door

When I give you answers that you don’t like

Will you leave them on the floor.

And if you need me, you oughta treat me like a spouse

but you got a long way, a long, long road

before you get to my house.

All I hear is reasons that I was wrong

But you’ll never get through that way

You might think it's treason to get along

Well I try and listen to what you day

Said you were angry and dear that just might be the case

but you got a long way, a long, long road before you get to my place.

I come to meet you I’m gonna wear my Sunday blouse

but you got a long way, a long, long road before you get to my house.

To my house

Written by: Justin Kaiser