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