Thinnest Wall - Nickel Creek
Composed by：Chris Thile/Sean Watkins/Sara Watkins/Mike Elizondo
Oh you got a mouth on you baby
You dish it out with a measure of pride
Yeah god help 'em
If they 'cross one of your lines
I don't need you to re draw yourself honey
I don't need you to pretend or deny
But I love it if you just once let it slide
My least favorite place to argue is the museum of art
You always seem to linger by the pieces I hate
I'm on your side this honey
I'm on the other side caused you pain
But you let 'em have it while you're talking at my face
Just what are we fighting for baby
What are we trying cure with all of this heat
You and I decided to be family
And my least favorite place to argue your
Is your childhood bedroom
Your parents on the other side of the thinnest wall
These are the thinnest walls
They're not listening you baby
Not a one is listening you baby
You've burned down the hellfire honey
Cursed the halos chasing eternity
Now tell me you don't notice heaven missing
Tell me you don't notice heaven missing
