[Lyric] Open House (Pop Filter)

[Chorus]
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me

[Verse 1]
Songs I used to sing
Sound like they were made by aliens
Thinking women are prizes and hitting the high notes
It's playing ten years later at Stanley Street, soon to be sold
And after a little riff, my voice comes in, right on cue

[Chorus]
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me

[Verse 2]
Mum's lеft keys
Bread, yoghurt and muesli
It's just mе writing
Strip all of the sentiment out
'Til a sentiment pours into the absence of sentiment
They took the photos down
[Chorus]
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me

[Verse 3]
They took the photos down
On advice from the real estate in this open house

[Chorus]
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me

[Verse 4]
They took the photos down
On advice from the real estate in this
Songs from a town I'll never hear from again

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me