The House on Fire

i'm counting the nights that i waited
clutching the folds of your uniform
i must have been drunk when we dated
'cause nobody tells me what to do anymore

i'm counting the nights that i stayed up
parked on the couch by the telephone
the nights that you said not to wait up (i was laid up)
filing my nails while you set the house on fire

house, the house. you set the house on fire x4