White Houses
Vanessa Carlton Lyrics


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Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow alone with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's til the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day

Jenny screams out and it's no pose
Cause when she dances she goes and goes
And beer through the nose on an inside joke
And I'm so excited, I haven't spoken
And she's so pretty, and she's so sure
Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her
The summer's all in bloom
The summer is ending soon

It's alright and it's nice not to be so alone
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses

Maybe I'm a little bit over my head
I come undone at the things he said
And he's so funny in his bright red shirt
We were all in love and we all got hurt
I sneak into his car's cracked leather seat
The smell of gasoline in the summer heat
Boy, we're going way too fast
It's all too sweet to last

It's alright
And I put myself in his hands
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses
Love, or something ignites in my veins
And I pray it never fades in white houses

My first time, hard to explain
Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think
He's my first mistake

Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
I lie, put my injuries all in the dust
In my heart is the five of us
In white houses

And you, maybe you'll remember me
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses




In white houses
In white houses

Overall Meaning

The song White Houses by Vanessa Carlton is a nostalgic and introspective journey through the memories of the singer's teenage years. The opening lines describe her initial move into a new home, where she becomes fast friends with a group of people who are unlike any she's ever known before, promising to be loyal to each other until the end. The image of spinning empty bottles is quintessential to the teenage experience, as much as the pretty eyed boys and girls that they can't resist. The bittersweetness of the coming end of summer and the bloom of the season mirrors the fleetingness of all good things associated with youth and immaturity.


Jenny's screaming, uncontrolled dancing, and beer through the nose are all signs of a teenage carefree spirit that the singer appears to be envious of. They are having the time of their lives, and she's longing to have a part of that too. Even when she becomes involved with someone romantically, it seems as though she's not fully committed, as evidenced by her holding onto someone else's secrets in white houses while she explores the thrill of new relationships. Ultimately, she realizes that her inexperience has led her to make her first mistake, one she can't erase or forget.


The singer's reflections on the people and experiences she's had paint a rather melancholic picture of youth, one where everything seems like it's just out of reach. The song's final chorus, where she speaks directly to what we can assume is an old friend, shows that despite the distance, the past they shared is something that lasts. It's a beautiful moment to end on, one that reminds the listener of the bittersweet beauty of nostalgia.


Line by Line Meaning

Crashed on the floor when I moved in
I fell hard when I first entered this place


This little bungalow alone with some strange new friends
I live in this small house with some new acquaintances


Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
I don't sleep enough, and I am not healthy


We promise each other it's til the end
We vow to stick together till the end


Now we're spinning empty bottles
We're playing a game of spin the bottle


It's the five of us
There are five of us playing this game


With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
There are attractive boys present that girls trust


I can't resist the day
I am captivated by the moment


Jenny screams out and it's no pose
Jenny screams sincerely while dancing


Cause when she dances she goes and goes
Jenny dances energetically for a long time


And beer through the nose on an inside joke
Someone laughed so hard beer came out of their nose at an inside joke


And I'm so excited, I haven't spoken
I'm excited, and I haven't said anything


And she's so pretty, and she's so sure
Jenny is beautiful and confident


Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her
I think I might be more clever than Jenny


The summer's all in bloom
It's the summertime and everything looks beautiful


The summer is ending soon
Summer is almost over


It's alright and it's nice not to be so alone
It's comforting to not be alone


But I hold on to your secrets in white houses
I keep your secrets safe in my mind


Maybe I'm a little bit over my head
Maybe I'm in over my head


I come undone at the things he said
I am losing my composure from what he's saying


And he's so funny in his bright red shirt
He's funny in his red shirt


We were all in love and we all got hurt
We all fell in love and were all hurt


I sneak into his car's cracked leather seat
I get into his car quietly, and it's worn out


The smell of gasoline in the summer heat
It smells like gasoline in the summer heat


Boy, we're going way too fast
We're driving too quickly


It's all too sweet to last
It's too good to be true, and it won't last


And I put myself in his hands
I trusted him


Love, or something ignites in my veins
I feel love or something similar


And I pray it never fades in white houses
I hope this feeling lasts forever


My first time, hard to explain
It's difficult to explain my first time


Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
I had a sudden surge of adrenaline and felt a little pain


On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think
Something like this is common on a cloudy day


He's my first mistake
He's my first regret


Maybe you were all faster than me
Maybe you moved on faster than I did


We gave each other up so easily
We ended things very easily


These silly little wounds will never mend
These small hurts will never heal


I feel so far from where I've been
I feel disconnected from my past self


So I go, and I will not be back here again
I leave, and I won't return again


I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
I leave as the day ends on this house


I lie, put my injuries all in the dust
I lie about my wounds and leave them behind


And you, maybe you'll remember me
And maybe you'll remember me


What I gave is yours to keep
What I gave you is yours to keep


In white houses
In this house with white walls and a red roof


In white houses
In this house with white walls and a red roof


In white houses
In this house with white walls and a red roof




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: STEPHAN DOUGLAS JENKINS, VANESSA CARLTON

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@BellJarBoy

31 here. Can’t help but feel like it will only continue to get us harder the older we get. It’s just jammed full of that sort of nostalgia that pulls on your soul from the most formative years/parts of most of our lives…

That brink from youth to adulthood—but you’re not really close to being grown or an adult at all.

Having so much fun, making many friends, making mistakes, parties, laughter, first sexual encounters… We almost all have our own “White houses”… these places that take us back to that time and the specific memories.

I think at this point I’m the part that gets me the most is the part about moving on quickly from the friendships we form and fun we have in those years… it definitely seems to be that she’s saying she’s the type that is more sentimental and probably reminisces more. That’s very much me, and I often wonder how often, if at all, some people I spent a lot of good times with ten years ago think of me and our memories.

Good thing is, with social media I actually feel like that whole thing is definitely better than how it was pre-social media. I might not be BFFLs with some of those people, or even close anymore, but we see each other’s presence online enough for a little smiley emoji here or like or comment and it’s nice to know with that, as insignificant as it can feel (and often considered “trivial”), those are little ways to keep alive those memories and friendships in some small way.

And at the same time social media for sure has made it where some of my closest friends and I from high school literally still have an ongoing group chat on snap. We might not all always reply and some of us send things much more than others, but we ALL view everything and are there when it counts. Despite ALL the downsides of social media and the way the internet is in 2022, I feel so fortunate to have these things rather than to not.



All comments from YouTube:

@fina000

Who is listening in 2024!!!! ❤❤❤❤

@user-ul3pw2kp9n

Все... Все, кто любит красивую музыку, красивый голос... Все те кто, любит всё красивое.

@mfe1089

"Maybe you remember me, what I gave you is yours to keep" always gets me

@mirianreginald7280

Me too

@khileyboren7828

Mirian Reginald wherhwwhfqdhqgddgggv

@hrf6548

This song is so well written. She's so goodddd

@Indi3cita

The things is that maybe they will never meet again... The romantic in me used to imagine him seeing her on tv or something and recognize her and hearing this song and think about her and that day...

@TheStepmonkey

@@Indi3cita Wait, the story was real??!

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@danie3ashbshm

I feel like she was ahead of her time and was unappreciated

@KaentukiTheFuki

She was far too ahead of her time, if she came 0ut now....

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