No One’s Home

They seem to think that I’m the one

Miss fired from a loaded gun

Hang around cause I just can’t take the heat

 

Cooped up in concrete walls

No way to live at all

Writing words that nobody’s gonna read

 

Are you gonna stick around

Even when I’m feeling low

Tell me do you like the sound

Of the songs I play when no one else is home

 

Used to doubt what I can’t see

But now there’s something chasing me

Scared to death of what I might become

 

Cigarettes and an old dime bag

All that’s left of the life I had

Never know what you got until it’s gone

 

Are you gonna stick around

Even when I’m feeling low

Tell me do you like the sound

Of the songs I play when no one else is home

 

Pretty soon this will all be done

I’m gonna have to find someone

To help me back up on my own two feet

 

So watcha think of the shape I’m in

Livin proof of what I could of been

Far cry from what I want to be

 

Are you gonna stick around

Even when I’m feeling low

Tell me do you like the sound

Of the songs I play when no one else is home

Yeah the songs I play when I’m all alone