Faster Pussycat - House of pain

It's a lit^Ctle past supper time ^GI'm still out on the porch step Sittin' on m^Amy behind, wai^Fting for you. Wond^Cering if everything was all right' Mo^Gmma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time." I said, &^Amquot;I got time. We^Fll he'll be here soon." I was ^Gfive years old and ta^Amlkin to myse^Flf Wh^Gere were ^Amyou' Where'd ya go' Daddy can't you t^Fell'

^CI'm not tryin' to fake it, and I ^Fain't the one to blame. No, there's no ^Amone home ^GIn my house of p^Fain. ^CI didn't write these pages and my sc^Fripts been re-arranged. No, there's ^Amno one home ^Gin my house of p^Fain.

Wa^Csn't I worth the time' A ^Gboy needs a daddy like a dance to mime And ^Amall the time ^FI looked up to you. I paced my ro^Com a million times. And al^Gl I ever got was one big line The s^Amame old lie. ^FHow could you' ^GWell I was eighteen and still ta^Amlkin' to my^Fself. ^AmWhere were you' ^GWhere'd you go' Daddy can't ya te^Fll'