We Can't Have Nice Things Lyrics - I Like To Keep Myself In Pain - Kelly Hogan

Welcome to our humble home, we can't you invite you in 

Cause someone's gone and made a wreck of everything again 

Like this coffee table footrest where the whisky glass leaves rings 

and i guess we just can't have nice things 

The phone must not be working cause you haven't called me yet 

the chair that i wake up has been burned by cigarettes 

I tell myself it's only smoke that suffocates and clings 

And I guess we just can't have nice things 

Step around the wedding presents we're returning to the store 

the lamp inside the window isn't burning any more 

The mirror only shows me someone else's face it seems 

And I guess we just can't have nice things 

A teardrop on each pillow here, a hole in every wall 

Still I'd rather these things than have nothing 

Keep the bedroom door shut just to hide our broken dreams 

It's where we tried to rise up on our torn and tattered wings 

The vows have lost their meaning and memory only stings 

And I guess we just can't have nice things 

No I guess we just can't have nice things