I dance around this empty house,
tear us down, throw you out,
screaming down the halls,
spinning all around and now we fall,
pictures framing,
your taunting smirk behind the glass,
this museum full of ash,
once a tickle now a rash.
CHORUS: This used to be a fun house,
but now its full of evil clowns,
it's time to start the countdown,
i'm gonna burn it down,down,down,
i'm gonna burn it down.
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, fun!
Echoes knocking on locked doors,
all the laughter from before,
i'd rather live out on the street,
then in this haunted memory,
i'v called the movers, called the maids,
we'll try to exorcise this place,
drag my mattress to the yard, grumble,
tumble house of cards CHORUSx2
i'm crawling,through the doggy door,
my key dont fit my lock no more, i
ll change the drapes, i'll break the plates,
i'll find a new place,
burn this f***er down,
do do do do do do dox8
CHORUSx2