Cold floors, landlords      Knocking knocking should we let him in      Should we lock the door + throw away the key   What should we hide first? Should we         Throw away every last comforting thing   Throw away the door, throw away the sink      Throw away the beds so no one can tell            This is how we, this is how well         Cut the power off, give me cold cramped rooms      Disconnected phones and leaky roofs      Give it to me in large unpaid bills      This is how we, this is how we will      Spend the rest of our days      Forever and always, this is      This is how we live         This is how we learn from our mistakes         Repeat them over + again      Put them all together, that's what we do   With a little curtain separating each room         Argue, bicker and fight      Everyone plots their escape      But in the end there's nowhere else to go      This is all we have, this is all we know         Noise spilling out from the traffic on the boulevard         Broken glass and hix in the towyard      Out back say, this is a declaration of war   We've heard that before               This is how we respond to a crisis   First we steal each other's stuff         Then we hide in all four corners of the house      Trying to pass the blame            We form another angry band         And locked them in his room   Brandon took all the pots and pans   Now what are we gonna do?