To Call My Own

Blowing through my losing streak

Bought the farm on a dead end street

Nothing ever grows under your sun

Filling voids with emptiness

And driving past your old address

Loneliness two has turned into one

They welcome you with open arms

Tell you they don't mean no harm

Do they mean anything at all

Feeling crowded by my company

You can't hate but parts of me

I know there's a new myth on your floor

Staying up in 409

The day are yours the nights are mine

Burned out everything except the door

It's like breaking out of broken homes

They tell you they don't eat their own

Searching for one thing to call my own

To call my own

There's a goldmine in the local scene

Get nine lives you need thirteen

Paid the price landed on all four

You used to mean the world to me

Scared to death of what that means

So we don't mean anything at all

I welcome you with broken arms

You know I don't mean no harm

Do I mean anything at all

And they all come from broken homes

They tell you they don't eat their own

Searching for a thing to call my own