The songs we wrote in California pull me back to you. Now I'm trying to disentangle all your fiction from my truth. I'm holding on to all the fantasies. Holding on, my dreamy enemy. This shaky ground, it pins me down. It drags me back to you. Oh, we built this house of cards. Took your club and stole my heart. Sooner or later, the walls close in. Sooner or later, we'll wind up inside. Our broken house of cards. I watch it fall apart. I'm picking at my skin again. The habits take a hold. Saw the mess drop. Saw the past caught up with you now when you lost control. I'm holding on, be my fantasy. Holding on, my tragic destiny. I'm tearing at the seams again. Buying what you sold. Oh, we built this house of cards. Took your club and stole my heart. Sooner or later, the walls close in. Sooner or later, we'll wind up inside. Our broken house of cards. I watch it fall apart. Everything is how I've got it planned inside my mind. For when you come back with open hands, clawing back to mine. Oh, we built this house of cards. Oh. Oh, we built this house of cards. Oh, we built this house of cards. Took your club and stole my heart. Sooner or later, the walls close in. Sooner or later, we'll wind up inside. Our broken house of cards. I watch it fall apart.