I was drivin' to town and I passed by a house
The one with pillars on the porch
Had a sign on the door, said "For Sale"
So what the hell
I walked in, and sat down on some strangers couch
Solid old cardwood floors
Didn't need to see more
'Cause I could hear you in the kitchen
Playin' your guitar
All our friends coming over
Little [?] in the yard
And dammit
Didn't we almost have it?
Honestly, I still don't understand it
We used to love to sit and talk and wish
And picture and plan it
Man, now I just... dammitI think the owners could tell
I was lost in myself
So they left me alone
Said "Make yourself right at home"
I was already makin' dinner
Callin' you down the stairs
Little girl out the window
Hear her laughin' out there
Dammit
Didn't we almost have it?
Honestly, I still don't understand it
We used to love to sit and talk and wish
And picture and plan it
Man now, I just... dammit
Baby, didn't we almost have it?
Honestly, I still don't understand it
We used to love to sit, talk and wish
And picture and plan it
Man, now I just... dammitNow I'm driving away
Thinking "Oh, what a shame"
You can pray, you can hope
But you just never know
I guess that two bedroom picket fence magic
Can't ever be ours now, can it?
(Dammit)Ooh
Honestly, I still don't understand it
Thinking how could we, coulda had it
We coulda had it
Dammit
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