home

lying awake, did it again for christ's 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, well, home ain't what i'd call it, when i'm the only ghost walking 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 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, well, home ain't what i'd call it, when i'm the only ghost walking 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, 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, well, home ain't what i'd call it, when i'm the only ghost walking 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