This house, this house
Could fill my lungs with lies
And I'm scared of the walls
And everything they hide
We're getting better
We're getting better
We're getting better
And we want you to know
We're getting better
We're getting better
We're getting better
And we want you to know
That we love you
Maybe it's your footsteps
Maybe it's his heartbeats
Maybe it's your footsteps
Well I can feel them all
Maybe when you get home
Maybe when you get home
Maybe when you get home
Well I can feel them all
When we're in love
My hands and my head
Are not connected up
Stop me, stop me
If we're fucking all this up
We're getting better
We're getting better
We're getting better
And we want you to know
We're getting better
We're getting better
We're getting better
And we want you to know
That we love you
Maybe it's your footsteps
Maybe it's his heartbeats
Maybe it's your footsteps
Well I can feel them all
Maybe when you get home
Maybe when you get home
Maybe when you get home
Well I can feel them all
When we're in love