I Never Go Home Anymore

I own a house on the edge of the city

A suburban mansion I'm told

But the power's all off and the phone lines are dead

And the hallways are lonely and cold

So I spend all my time in hotels and barrooms

Watching the whiskey they pour

Between airports and highways and the nightlife that's my way

I never go home anymore

I never go home anymore

There'd be no one to greet me if I came to the door

I stay around where there's parties and people too loud to ignore

But I never go home anymore, anymore