Oh, you got a mouth on you baby You dish it out with a measure of pride Yeah, God help 'em if they cross one of your lines I don't need you to re-draw yourself honey And I don't need you to pretend or deny But I would love it if you just once let it slide My least favorite place to argue is the museum of art You always seem to linger by the pieces I hate I'm on your side of this honey And I'm on the other side of who caused you pain But you let 'em have it while you're talking at my face Just what are we fighting for baby What are we trying to cure with all of this heat? You and I decided to be family And my least favorite place to argue is your childhood bedroom Your parents on the other side of the thinnest wall These are the thinnest walls ♪ They're not listening baby Not a one of them is listening baby You've burned down the hellfire honey Cursed the halos chasing eternity Now tell me you don't notice heaven missing Tell me you don't notice heaven missing