I don't wanna find your T-shirt in the corner of my bathroom I don't wanna buy the breakfast that I know that you would like, mm I don't wanna kiss somebody just to let you know I'm moving on I don't wanna go to parties just to show you I can be alone Maybe I won't Your house, my house My bed, your couch I don't really know the vibes these days We could use a little time away Your house, my house My bed, your couch, mm Think it over in a quiet place, but I I've got my doubts I don't wanna fake a friendship just to end up in your bed, mm How I hate to be reminded of the good times that we had, yeah I don't wanna throw a pity party and feel sorry for myself (Ah) Craving validation from our miscommunications, what the hell? Mm, this doesn't help Your house, my house My bed, your couch I don't really know the vibes these days We could use a little time away Your house, my house My bed, your couch Your house, my house My bed, your couch, mm Your house, my house (Your house, my house) My bed, your couch, ah I don't really know the vibes these days We could use a little time away Your house, my house (Your house, my house) My bed, your couch, ah Think it over in a quiet place, but I I've got my doubts Oh, it's such a fine line Fade back into your life Step back to the sideline Maybe it's the right time Oh, it's such a fine line Fade back into your life Step back to the sideline Maybe it's the right time Oh, it's such a fine line Fade back into your life Step back to the sideline Maybe it's the right time Oh, it's such a fine line Fade back into your life Step back to the sideline Maybe it's the last time