Other People’s Houses

I like to look into other people's houses
I like to see inside
I get a thrill from other people's houses
I get no thrill from mine
My house is lonely
It's full of memories
And things that I regret, eh, eh
I'd rather just keep walking through the night
It helps me to forget

I like to see inside other people's houses
I lose control
I can't help myself
I like to look into other people's houses
Pretend I'm in there
Although I'm out here and cannot touch
At least I can want

I need to look when everybody doesn't
I like to see inside
There's such a mystery in other people's houses
No mistery left in mine
My house is crowded, filled up with loneliness
There's no more room at all
I'd rather just keep walking through the night
And see right through the walls

I like to see inside other people's houses
It turns me on
I can't help myself
I like to look into other people's houses
Pretend I'm in there
Although I'm out here and can not touch
At least I can want

So many houses
So many stories
I like to watch them all
I see the fighting
I see the loving
I see right through the walls

I like to see inside other people's houses
I lose control
I can't help myself
I need to look into other people's houses
Pretend I'm in there
Although I'm out here and cannot touch
At least I can want