Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Peake
Ryan Peake
Guitar
Daniel Adair
Daniel Adair
Drums
Chad Kroeger
Chad Kroeger
Guitar
Mike Kroeger
Mike Kroeger
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Kroeger
Chad Kroeger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Baseford
Chris Baseford
Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
David Stoller Whitney
David Stoller Whitney
Additional Engineer
John Cranfield
John Cranfield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Justin Shturtz
Justin Shturtz
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Nickelback
Nickelback
Producer
Nik Karpen
Nik Karpen
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Lying awake, did it again for Christ sake Should've 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 hey man, I'm just a kid Saw the lie in my eyes, couldn't hide it Cause she tasted like home Yeah, she tasted like home Oh, home ain't what I call 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 liar Lit a match and set his life on fire I guess I'd rather be alone In a house that's not a home The pain in my heart's 'cause we're a thousand miles apart I've got no one to blame for the shame '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 Oh, home ain't what I call 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 liar Lit a match and set his life on fire I guess I'd rather be alone In a house that's not a home I walk through the door and there's no light on anymore Must have known all along I was wrong Cause there's no one at home No one's waiting back home Oh, home ain't what I call 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 liar Lit a match and set his life on fire I guess I'd rather be alone In a house that's not a home
Writer(s): Christopher A. Daughtry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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