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It's a little past supper time I'm still out on the front porch Sittin on my behind, waiting for you Wondering if everything was all right Momma said come in boy don't waste your time I said I got time he'll be here soon I was five years old and talkin to myself Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't you tell? I'm not tryin to fake it And I ain't the one to blame No there's no one home In my house of pain Wasn't I worth the time A boy needs a daddy like dance to mime And all the time I looked up to you I paced my room a million times And all I ever got was one big line The same old lie How could you? I was eighteen and still talking to myself Where were you? Where's you go? Daddy can't ya tell? I'm not tryin to fake it And I ain't the one to blame No there's no one home In my house of pain I'm not tryin to fake it And I ain't the one to blame No there's no one home In my house of pain I didn't write these pages And my script's been rearranged No there's no one home In my house of pain If I learned anything from this It's how to live on my own!
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