---HOUSE OF PAIN---
--Faster Pussycat--
It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch step
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. Well 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?
Chorus:
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 scripts been re-arranged.
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 ya tell?
(Repeat chorus 2X)