A House Is Not A Home

Oh, the simple cost of loving you is a better picture
There's not a sound coming from my voice
You wanna listen to the kids
Banging on their halos, soon to be divorced
And you're a poor young factory boy
Blowing on your trumpet with a home on the back of your horse

Oh, this is a separation
I can't believe it is the end
You know I don't want to talk about it
Go tell it to your friend

I live and I breathe
With feeling for anything I might have tried
At a point where I can touch her
Everyday I wonder what's going on in her heart
I couldn't eat, sleep, find my feet
I think I used a little too much force

Come see me, you can heal me
Turn your head back to the moon
I don't know why you act so quiet
This is a house, this is not a home

I can't do this anymore, I know it's pointless
I could never be yours
Play to your better nature, we can talk about the old days
I can't help it if you think I am odd
Although our separation, it is too easy
I believe it's your loss

Oh, simple cost of needing you
Is a part into the cause
On the street I can feel a sequel
This is a divorce

Kind ladies and kind gentlemen
This is how it is now, this sound is only coming from my voice
You wanna listen to the kids
Banging their halos, soon to be divorced
And I'm poor where I can find fortune
Every day, I wonder what's going on in her heart

Oh, simple cost of needing you
Is a part into the cause
On the street I can feel a sequel
This is a divorce