No Kind Of Home

"Where were you every night that I woke up alone?"

Cold sweat keeps you up.

"This ain't no kind of home."

"Come pick me up."

"Damn those boys at the bar

Damn the way that you drink."

Cold sweat

sleepless nights

When your hands start to shake.

"Damn that pier where you sit

Damn your vengeance for him

There's no bringing him back

Your father is buried and dead."

But you can't let go of that hero's death.

And you've been left with

Left with his debt.

You couldn't fight for your country

And your mother is an addict.

"How dare you?"

"This ain't no kind of home."

"Come pick me up."

"Damn that man that you humor

He only wants one thing from you.

Damn those looks that you give him.

Parlor tricks and I'm played for a fool."

"How dare you?"

"This ain't no kind of home."