---HOUSE OF PAIN---
--Faster Pussycat--
C
It's a little past supper time
G
I'm still out on the porch step
Am
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you.
C
Wondering if everything was all right?
G
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time."
Am
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon."
G
I was five years old and talkin to myself
Am G
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
F
Daddy can't you tell?
Chorus:
C
I'm not tryin' to fake it,
F
and I ain't the one to blame.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
In my house of pain.
I didn't write these pages and
C
my scripts been re-arranged.
F
No, there's no one home
G F
in my house of pain.
C
Wasn't I worth the time?
G
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime
Am
And all the time I looked up to you.
C
I paced my room a million times.
G
And all I ever got was one big line
Am
The same old lie. How could you?
G
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Am G
Where were you? Where'd you go?
F
Daddy can't ya tell?
(Repeat chorus 2X)
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