What’s Under The House

My grandfather built a place for you and me
It's easily the most precious thing to me
Said even if your love was the only thing that I could write home about
Every night's the same which when we open fire
It makes the wall between us seem a bit high
So where is your love the only thing that I wanna write home about

So don't make me the panic
Don't make me the panic in this dream
Don't make me the panic
Don't make me the panic in this dream

When he poured the ground we laid the savings in
Between our bedroom walls we laid it there within
And in the demolition we would find the promise he made

So don't make me the panic
Don't make me the panic in this dream
Don't make me the panic
Don't make me the panic in this dream

So What's under the house
So What's under the house you built

Aaaaah
Aaaaah
Aaaaah

So my grandfather built a place for you and me
It's easily the most precious thing to me
Said even if your love was the only thing that I could write home about

So don't make me the panic
Don't make me the panic in this dream
Don't make me the panic
Don't make me the panic in this dream

Aaaaah
Aaaaah
Aaaaah
Aaaaah