House Of Pain

It's a little past suppertime
I'm still out on the porch step sittin' on my behind
Waitin' for you
Wonderin' if everything was alright
Momma said, "Come in boy, don't waste your time"
I said, "I've got time
Well, he'll be here soon"

Five years old and talkin' to myself
Where were you, where'd you go?
Daddy, can't you tell?

I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame
No, there's no one home in my house of pain
And I didn't write these pages and my script's been rearranged
No, there's no one home in my house of pain
No, there's no one home in my house of pain

Wasn't I worth the time?
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime and all the time
I looked up to you
I paced my room a million times
And all I ever got was one big line, the same old lie
How could you?

Well, I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself
Where were you, where'd you go?
Daddy, can't you tell?

I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame
No, there's no one home in my house of pain
And I didn't write these pages and my script's been rearranged
No, there's no one home in my house of pain
No, there's no one home in my house of pain

I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame
No, there's no one home in my house of pain
And I didn't write these pages and my script's been rearranged
No, there's no one home in my house of pain (no, there's no one home)
No, there's no one home in my house of pain (no, there's no one home)
(And I'm alone again)
No, there's no one home in my house of pain (no, there's no one home)
No, there's no one home in my house of pain (no, there's no one home)
(And I'm alone again)

Well, if I learned anything from this, is
How to live on my own



Credits
Writer(s): Taime Downe, Greg Steele
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