No Kind Of Home

“Where were you every night 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, fucking buried and dead

But you can’t let go of that hero’s death

You’ve been left with, left with this debt

Couldn’t fight for your country

And your mother is an addict”

“How dare you?” (3x)

“This ain’t no kind of home”

“Come pick me up”

“Damn that man that you humour

Only wants one thing from you

Damn those looks that you give him

Parlour tricks and I’m played for the fool”

“How dare you?” (2x)

“This ain’t no kind of home”

(2x)