The Old Apartment

Broke into the old apartment
This is where we used to live
Broken glass, broke and hungry
Broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live.

Why did you paint the walls?
Why did you clean the floor?
Why did you plaster over
The hole I punched in the door?

This is where we used to live
Why did you keep the mouse trap?
Why did you keep the dish rack?
These things used to be mine
I guess they still are, I want ’em back!

Broke into the old apartment
Forty-two stairs from the street
Crooked landing, crooked landlord
Narrow laneway filled with crooks
This is where we used to live.

Why did they pave the lawn?
Why did they change the lock?
Why did I have to break it?
I only came here to talk.

This is where we used to live
How is the neighbour downstairs?
How is her temper this year?
I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun.

I know we don’t live here anymore
We bought an old house on the Danforth
She loves me and her body keeps me warm
And I am happy there.

This is where we used to live
Broke into the old apartment
Tore the phone out of the wall
Only memories, fading memories
Blending into dull tableau
I want them back.

(I want them back)
This is where we used to live
(I want them back)
This is where we used to live
(I want them back)
This is where we used to live
(I want them back).

Barenaked Ladies – The Old Apartment.mp3

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