House of Pain (Live)

House of Pain (Live) - Faster Pussycat

Written by：Faster Pussycat

A little past supper time

I'm still out on the porch step sitting on my behind

Waiting for you

Wondering if everything is 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 talking to myself

Where were you where'd you go

Daddy can't you tell

I'm not trying to fake it

And I ain't the one to blame

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

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 lie the same old lie

How could you

Well I was eighteen and still talking to myself

Where were you where'd you go

Daddy can't you tell

I'm not trying to fake it

And I ain't the one to blame

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

No there's no one home

In my house of pain

I'm not trying to fake it

And I ain't the one to blame

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

No there's no one home

In my house of pain

No there's no one home

In my house of pain

There's no one home