Love the House You're In

I regretfully withdraw my offer to try to improve myself I sincerely believe the results would be a disaster I held the chisel against my cheekbone And I beheld the face of my true master You've gotta love the house you're in You've gotta love the house you're in Sat out on the balcony doing blow, playing chess by myself There is a pseudo-intellectual in me Oh, but luckily there's something else A frog with its tongue stuck to the inside of my chest A crow that keeps banging up against the glass A well-intentioned demon somewhere within Maybe the last one's not so bad, maybe the last one's the main attraction But you've gotta love the house you're in You've gotta love the house you're in Cause someone keeps writing your name all over the walls Someone keeps writing your name all over the walls, ba-da-da-da I would like to be more for you than just a ghost lighting up in the courtyard Sometimes I am an actual man standing perfectly still in the dark Starless future, folklore past So leave the shade halfway open Leave the shade halfway drawn I am writing a line for the stars Happiness is waiting for you to fall