Home Is Where The Heart(ache) Is

She runs away

With nothing to say.

Shoes in her hands

Is salvation coming near?

Her hair's a mess

And look at that dress.

Can't help to say

She's got the pills to make it better.

Maybe she needs therapy

Or maybe she just don't need me.

Drinkin', drivin', one night stands

Slit your wrist and try again.

Mom is gone, daddy's away

Sometimes there's nothing left to say.

Doesn't want to hold my hand

Never call it home again.

Down by the liquor store

At the corner if she wants more.

Take you places far away,

Replace the words that you can't say.

Home is where the heart(ache) is

Empty bottles, fucked up kids.

Looking for that other place

Somethings you just can't erase.

Left for dead one Saturday

Took the plunge and drove away.

Close your eyes, try to forget

Home is where the heart(ache) is.

Maybe she needs therapy

Or maybe she just don't need me.

Drinkin', drivin', one night stands

Slit your wrist and try again.

Home is where the heart(ache) is