Lyrics Mansion Nina Nesbitt

Mansion

Park up, sit back
For a moment in your car
Walk down to the blue door
The one that breaks your heart

He lets you in, but not like that
He'll give his world then take it right back
You don't know how pretty you are
He doesn't know how pretty you are

So open the blinds, let the vines grow
They can watch as they're passing
Darling, you're more than a bed in a box room
In the wrong end of Acton
You are a mansion
(You are, you are, you are)
You are a mansion
(You are, you are, you are)

So turn on the chandeliers
And you'll see him crystal clear, my love
You've cried too many tears
You're wasting all your younger years, hung up

Don't you know how pretty you are?
He doesn't know how pretty you are
I know your paint has chipped
And you're falling apart
But I think you're a work of art

So open your eyes, let the vines grow
They can watch as they're passing
Darling, you're more than a bed in a box room
In the wrong end of Acton

You're more than a whisper in a hallway
As you take off your coat
More than a goodbye at the back door
Hoping they'll never know
More than a ceiling that you talk to
When he's losing his touch
More than a kitchen with a table
And his snow coloured drugs
More than a bathroom with a phone light
As you're texting your friends
Saying you're there to get some closure
Till he pulls you close again

But he's just a bed in a box room
In the wrong end of Acton
And, darling, you are a mansion
(You are, you are, you are)
You are a mansion
(You are, you are, you are)
You are a mansion
You are
You are