Let's get an apartment With orange shag carpet and Tear it up from the floor And we'll laugh about the losers Who dared to live there before Or let's get a place With a rotted ceiling So it's only a matter of time Before the ceiling caves in and We've got better views of the sky Oh, let's plant a garden Where the ground is real hard and We'll watch the impossible grow And the fruit will be sweeter Because we believed it'd be so And let's draw up plans For our own kind of mansion With tunnels and secret rooms And abandon our schemes For a loft that's a dream built for two Oh, my walls might creak and cry Oh, my floors might shift and moan But if you're looking for a place to spend the night Come on in, and make yourself at home And if you want a fix'er upper You're gonna have to love her Or the whole thing will just fall apart And I know it's cliché But it works quite the same with a heart And if you want happy endings You've got to stop singing Before the song is quite done So I leave out the bit Where you leave and I learn to move on Oh, my walls might creak and cry Oh, my floors might shift and moan But if you're looking for a place to spend the night Come on in, and make yourself at home Come on in, and make yourself at home