Hayley's Doorstep

Here is change's basement house

Here is adventure for seven years

But I never could swallow a sinner's pride

And it filled her face with tears

And every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the table

She spreads a mess of living at my feet

But I never could swallow a sinner's pride

And the food she makes me eat

Waiting on Hayley's doorstep

Behind two bloodshot eyes

The stale taste of wasted gunshot

Slap back across the sky

Waiting on Hayley's doorstep

I heard she's coming home

She'll get that pain inside again

And it's me who'll point the bone

And every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the table

She spreads a mess of living at my feet

But I never could swallow a sinner's pride

And the food she makes me eat

Waiting on Hayley's doorstep

Behind two bloodshot eyes

The stale taste, the stale taste of wasted gunshot

Slap back across the sky

Waiting on Hayley's doorstep

I heard she's coming home

She'll get, she'll get that pain inside again

And it's me who'll point the bone