House of Pain/Faster Pussycat

          C
It's a little past supper time 
G
I'm still out on the porch step 
            Am			     F
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			           F
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon." 
      G                    Am          F
I was five years old and talkin to myself
  G		    Am  
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. 
C
I didn't write these pages and
     F  
my scripts been re-arranged. 
            Am
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				   F
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 		      F     
The same old lie. How could you? 
G                               Am         F
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself. 
Am              G
Where were you? Where'd you go? 
                 F
Daddy can't ya tell? 

Chorus 2x