Open House Lyrics

Can you feel the walls beneath my tongue?
A wax rendition of what's been done
Before again, you bend the pieces to fit
and I wait for all the vans to leave
every one but me into your family car
place where all the guitar clap,
and they like you more
you're the last one picked
but at least they're sure

and you stand in front of them all
stretched out like a tower, bet you never felt so tall
wonderful, first string boy won't let them cut you down
stand up on bleachers and shout to the (???)

Is there a place where we can speak?
A staircase? A stairwell? A street?
happiness camps on your front porch
stay awake, go away, stay away

Since there are so many explanations
which one should we go with into your family car
place where all the guitar clap,
you're the last one picked
but at least they're sure

and you stand in front of them all
stretched out like a tower, bet you never felt so tall
wonderful, first string boy won't let them cut you out
stand on the bleachers and shout!