Lyric House Of Pain

It s a little past supper time
I m still out on the front porch
Sittin on my behind, waiting for you
Wondering if everything was all right
Momma said come in boy don t waste your time
I said I got time he ll be here soon
I was five years old and talkin to myself
Where were you? Where d ya 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
Wasn t I worth the time
A boy needs a daddy like 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?

I was eighteen and still talking to myself
Where were you? Where s you go?
Daddy can t ya 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
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
I didn t write these pages
And my script s been rearranged
No there s no one home
In my house of pain
If I learned anything from this
It s how to live on my own