[Verse] Cement floor and second-hand dreams, Paint peeling high on cracked walls. You brought a mattress, I brought my blues, And a pot that never boiled, just called it all. [Pre-Chorus] We didn’t need rings or a wedding prayer, Just you, me, and a microwave kiss— Spaghetti on a plate, no forks, just hands, And a radio singing a song we’d never miss. [Chorus] We built this love from thrift-store bones, From broken chairs and borrowed clothes. No gold, no plan, just you and me, And a kitchen that never knew we’d be. Yeah, we lit it up with burnt noodles and noise— This ain’t romance, it’s pure and bold, A fist in the air, a shout in the cold— We don’t need no world to hold. [Verse] Found a lamp with one working bulb, You said, “It’s perfect, just like us.” We danced in socks, no music, just talk, And laughed like we never had to trust. [Pre-Chorus] No rent to pay, no name to claim, Just this room where the quiet sings. You pressed your lips to my scar, Said, “This is ours—no need to fix.” [Chorus] We built this love from thrift-store bones, From broken chairs and borrowed clothes. No gold, no plan, just you and me, And a kitchen that never knew we’d be. Yeah, we lit it up with burnt noodles and noise— This ain’t romance, it’s pure and bold, A fist in the air, a shout in the cold— We don’t need no world to hold. [Bridge] They said we’d fold, we’d fade, Like a ghost on a rented page. But we’re louder than the silence, And we’re still standing— Not because it’s right, But because it’s ours, And I’m yours, Always. [Chorus] We built this love from thrift-store bones, From broken chairs and borrowed clothes. No gold, no plan, just you and me, And a kitchen that never knew we’d be. Yeah, we lit it up with burnt noodles and noise— This ain’t romance, it’s pure and bold, A fist in the air, a shout in the cold— We don’t need no world to hold. [Outro] Burnt noodles, low light, You and me, no lies— Just this room, just this night. We don’t need no world to hold.