--House of Pain--
--Faster Pussycat--

       C             
It's a little past supper time 
    F         
I'm still out on the porch step 
           Am       G             F   
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you. 
          C           
Wondering if everything was all right? 
 F            
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time." 
         Am        G                    F    
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon." 
      G                  Am              F
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.
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? 
  F           
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime 
    Am          G                F       
And all the time I looked up to you. 
           C                             
I paced my room a million times. 
    F
And all I ever got was one big line 
    Am          G             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? 

(Repeat chorus 2X)