Home

I'm sick of all the problems problems

Been drinking too often often

I've been staying out late out late

I know I said that I'd be home

But can I even call it

Can I even call it home it's like a war-zone when you're in it

But I rattle about in it when I'm here all alone

Tidy room tidy mind but you leave the whole room a mess

I'm sick of being a pin cushion for you when you was stressed

Too many nights I've made my bed laid in in and lied in it

I could pretend I'm better but really who am I to kid?

I ain't any better my behaviour's just as foul as yours

Windows rattling from slamming doors as you get out your claws

I'm sick of all the problems problems

Been drinking too often often

I've been staying out late out late

I know I said that I'd be home

But can I even call it home?

When I don't even feel at home

Can I even call it

Can I even call it home it's like a war-zone when you're in it

But I rattle about in it when I'm here all alone

Tidy room tidy mind but you leave the whole house a mess

I'd rather be out the house she'd like me under house arrest

To think I bought the house to nest

Security and bricks and mortar

But this is torture I resent you and everything I bought ya

Personality disorder potentially borderline

You think I'm bipolar we're so up and down all the time

I'm sick of all the problems problems

Been drinking too often often

I've been staying out late out late

I know I said that I'd be home

But can I even call it home?

When I don't even feel at home

Can I even call it

Can I even call it home it's like a war-zone when you're in it

But I rattle about in it when I'm here all alone

Tidy room tidy mind but you left my whole world a state

What a twisted turn of fate we're born of love but learn to hate

And I really can't take the stress I'd rather spend my days alone

Not waste away, the day you left was the day the house became a home

I'm sick of all the problems problems

Been drinking too often often

I've been staying out late out late

I know I said that I'd be home

But can I even call it home?

When I don't even feel at home

Can I even call it