Cardboard House

There's always a turning point where things are make or break

Either we're stepping up or we should just walk away

Well I know I'm only passing through, but

Sometimes I wonder if I'd stay

I know I found you somewhere in the inbetween

Right when you were waking up from someone else's dream

& I know it's an illusion, but

I don't think I'm ready to leave

Build a couple makeshift walls

Throw a blanket and some pillows on the floor

Well we built a cardboard house, but time it came a-knockin' at the door

I know on paper well my hands they were kept clean

You gave me your word but it's not really what you mean

Oh I knew that I'd done wrong,

I could hear it in the words she didn't speak

Maybe one day we'll learn to love the way they do

With lines drawn in the sand and a commitment to the truth

Oh but even at an arm's length

I think I'm getting caught up in you

And she tells me that it's fine

but I've given that same line out before

& our little cardboard house, well it never stood a chance against the storm

Ouuu

There's always a turning point where things are make or break

Either we're stepping up or we should just walk away

Well I'm in no place to linger, I could really use some time spent alone

But I'll be in town later, I wonder if you'd pick up the phone