Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Chad Kroeger
Chad Kroeger
Guitare
Ryan Peake
Ryan Peake
Guitare
Daniel Adair
Daniel Adair
Batterie
Mike Kroeger
Mike Kroeger
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chad Kroeger
Chad Kroeger
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
Ingénieries complémentaires
Chris Baseford
Chris Baseford
Production
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Stoller Whitney
David Stoller Whitney
Ingénieries complémentaires
John Cranfield
John Cranfield
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Justin Shturtz
Justin Shturtz
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Nickelback
Nickelback
Production
Nik Karpen
Nik Karpen
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Lying awake, did it again for Christ sake
Shoulda told her to go, and I know it
But she tasted like home
Yeah, she tasted like home
I did what I did, can't say I meant, I'm just a kid
Saw the lie in my eyes, couldn't hide it
'Cause you tasted like home
Yeah, she tasted like home
[Verse 2]
Oh
Well, home ain't what I called it
But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in the mirror
This fool, this life
Lit a match and set his life on fire
I guess I'd rather be alone, in a house that's not a home
[Verse 3]
The pain in my heart 'cause we're a thousand miles apart
I've got no one to blame for the same
'Cause she's waiting back home
I hope she's waiting back home
Stupid to think that I could blame it on the drink
Now I'm trying to stall, making calls to someone back home
I hope there's someone back home
[Verse 4]
Oh
Well, home ain't what I called it
But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in the mirror
This fool, this life
Lit a match and set his life on fire
I guess I'd rather be alone, in a house that's not a home
[Verse 5]
I walk through the door and there's no light on anymore
Must have known all along that I was wrong
'Cause there's no one at home
No one's waiting back home
[Verse 6]
Well, home ain't what I called it
But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in the mirror
This fool, this life
Lit a match and set his life on fire
I guess I'd rather be alone, in a house that's not a home
Written by: Chad Kroeger
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