---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)