Pere Ubu Follow

When there's nothing left to give
When this house is just a hill of bones
Where you and I once lived

If we put it back together
By the skin of our teeth
You'd still pull it all apart
Bit by bit, piece by piece

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

There's no passion alive
When you count your phony schemes
And the cars you drive to buy your friends
They don't ever come back clean

If the cards on the table
Always turn up spades
The cards that always cheat the hearts
The spades you play just dug my grave

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

And I'll go it alone, call this house my home
I'm gonna build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

Oh, I'll go it alone, call this house my home
Build it up again with someone new
I'll build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you

Without you
Without you

Without you
Without you

Without you
Without you
...

When there's nothing left to give
When this house is just a hill of bones