Home Is Where You Hang Yourself
I don't like the way that I've been
So unfeeling and full of sin
Trying hard but you can hardly tell
Home is where you hang yourself
Four months and seven days
You're still here and I'm amazed
I'm not a victim, I victimize
Tell me you love me
But there's hate in your eyes
And I'll be good
And I'll be fair
Just give me a chance
Let me know you care
Let me know you care
I'll take it back
And make amends
The way it used to be
The best of friends
The best of friends
So unfeeling and full of sin
Trying hard but you can hardly tell
Home is where you hang yourself
Four months and seven days
You're still here and I'm amazed
I'm not a victim, I victimize
Tell me you love me
But there's hate in your eyes
And I'll be good
And I'll be fair
Just give me a chance
Let me know you care
Let me know you care
I'll take it back
And make amends
The way it used to be
The best of friends
The best of friends
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Bianchi
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