Well my heart is in the basement and my blood is in the kitchen But I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore Because it rains inside my bedroom There's black mold on every surface A hole in every ceiling And you haven't done the dishes since we moved in And the kids in Oakland have such joie de vivre And it makes me sad because all I ever think about is dying And everything that I love in Pittsburgh is quickly vanishing Or getting gentrified And I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I can't live here anymore I'm a liar and I'm a hoarder I love every brick and mortar in this house And we built this home together I could live here for forever I'll have money when I get older and I can love again Every single conversation Made me feel so much more complacent Every single interaction made me want to die less And I thank you for it