We never got around

To plant the seeds that we were planning for the garden

We made plans to paint the walls

Bought the paint and brushes, but we never started

All the memories we had

The stories in these walls

And you wanted a football team

But I was not a team player at all

Sorry you never got the best of me

You're doing better, but it's bittersweet

Still see you leaving like I'm stuck in a revolving door

From the house that we don't live in anymore

And I want nothing but the best for you

Back in Seattle with somebody new

Still see you leaving like I'm stuck in a revolving door

From the house that we don't live in anymore

Paisley patterned sheets

You looked so pretty, yeah, so pretty in the morning

We imagined little shoes stand in the hall

Waiting to run home to the family

All the memories we had

The stories in these walls

And you wanted a football team

But I was not a team player at all

Sorry you never got the best of me

You're doing better, but it's bittersweet

Still see you leaving like I'm stuck in a revolving door

From the house that we don't live in anymore

And I want nothing but the best for you

Back in Seattle with somebody new

Still see you leaving like I'm stuck in a revolving door

From the house that we don't live in anymore

Sorry you never got the best of me

You're doing better, but it's bittersweet

Still see you leaving like I'm stuck in a revolving door

From the house that we don't live in anymore