Damn, what a week
I got the keys, he decided I'm not what he wants
Typical him, he's pissed off again
If it ain't about him, then he's gone

Oh, happy day, congrats to me
Queue the lights, the glitter confetti

All my house-warming roses are dying
And I'm on my new wood floors crying
If you need me, I'll be here alone on the couch
But hey, I bought a house

Plenty square feet
For myself and me
Not to sleep, think of where I went wrong
In my head, I replay the bullshit that he'd say
Like "My bad, I don't like country songs"

Oh, happy day, living the dream
It's his thing to go ruin good things

All my house-warming roses are dying
And I'm on my new wood floors crying
If you need me, I'll be here alone on the couch
But hey, I bought a house

I bought a house but somehow it still ain't about me
Think he'd rather drop dead than be happy for me
'Cause I remember the time that I won that award
That ole nonchalant thing I've worked half my life for
And all he had to say
Was "That's great, are you gonna ask about my day? "

All my house-warming roses are dying
And I'm on my new wood floors crying
If you need me, I'll be here alone on the couch
But hey, I bought a house
No, he can't keep me down, it's just all up from now
'Cause hey, I bought a house