A Greek Revival that has never seen war
A million eggshells on the bedroom floors
A dog that costs thousands
but you claim is a mutt
A guitar in the corner that doesn't get played much
You always wanted to live way off the grid
Then you met Rachel and the suburbs it is
And now there is a pram
in the hallways you pace
Lulu in the wardrobe and a dream that still aches

I can see it, the life I could've lived
But I didn't, the wife I could've been
If I'd listened a little closer
If I'd loved you a little less
Oh, I can hear it, the coffee machine
In the kitchen, the life it could've been
If I'd given up the high road
Made my peace there, in your bed
Oh, I can see it, like a nightmare, like a vision
The houses my old lovers will live in

An old apartment only fit for one king
The signal's bad, that's why the phone never rings
A bookshelf full of women
that you won't read if you're honest
A desk that's worth more
than the words you wrote on it
You think it's feng shui, all that dying bamboo
You hate your neighbours, they don't care about you
No little tiny feet
just the fan as it whirrs
No white dress in a frame 'cause you cheated on her

I can see it, the life I could've lived
But I didn't, the wife I could've been
If I'd listened a little closer
If I'd loved you a little less
Oh, I can hear it, the coffee machine
In the kitchen, the life it could've been
If I'd given up the high road
Made my peace there, in your bed
Oh, I can see it, like a nightmare, like a vision
The houses my old lovers will live in

When the only thing that it is is past
Then the only thing you can do is laugh
Oh, laugh
I paint it out in pastels and I put me in the frame
But I'm too big for the easel
so I ruin it again
Oh, again

Oh, I can see it, the life I could've lived
But I didn't, the wife I could've been
If I'd listened a little closer
If I'd loved you a little less
Oh, I can hear it, the coffee machine
In the kitchen, the life it could've been
If I'd given up the high road
Made my peace there, in your bed
Oh, I can see it, like a nightmare, like a vision
The houses my old lovers will live in