Coming Home To You

It's only two bedrooms, the back door sticks
Keep saying that we're gonna get that faucet fixed
There's scratches on the hardwood from moving that couch
There's weeds in the garden we still ain't torn out

I know we look at our friends sometimes
And think they're living our dream
Why would I wish for a different life?
We don't got it all, but we got all we need

There's always gonna be bigger houses
Longer driveways with nicer cars
There's always gonna be whiter fences
Redder roses in a greener yard
Most people would kill for a higher up hill
Looking down on a better view
But I don't want no bigger house if
I ain't coming home to you

You can't walk in our closet
Hell, I don't care
It wouldn't even matter if your clothes weren't hanging there
That off-white fridge, no, it ain't fancy
But your beer's on the shelf, and that's enough for me

There's always gonna be bigger houses
Longer driveways with nicer cars
There's always gonna be whiter fences
Redder roses in a greener yard
Most people would kill for a higher up hill
Looking down on a better view
But I don't want no bigger house if
I ain't coming home to you

If we never get rich, you'll still make me laugh
Your kiss will still drive me insane
I'll still hold you and love you the same

'Cause there's always gonna be bigger houses
Longer driveways with nicer cars
Nights like this, all I think about is
The only place I wanna live is in your arms
Most people would kill for a higher up hill
Looking down on a better view
But I don't want no bigger house if
I ain't coming home to you

I don't want no bigger house if
I ain't coming home to you