We lived in a white house at the top of a hill
In the morning I would wait to give her pills
The doctor said to take her knives, so she can breath tonight while I believe
I believe in little white houses and the monsters in the bathroom
Well they were buried in the garden
Remember the time I drove you to that house
We had that old blue car, that thing would never start
L.O.V.E say it to me, drive, drive, drive
I believe in little white houses, and the monsters in the bathroom
Well they were buried in the garden