(Mark Ward)
Called you up about an hour ago
No one answered guess you weren't home
Since you left I've had a lot of time to think
Been a month of Mondays since I took a drink
Poured what I had stashed down the kitchen sink
Bein angry it ain't no way to live
Takin more than I'll ever give
I only wish this pain would go away
Chorus
Cause home is where the hurt is
Still tryin to find myself
Stuck here in the middle of lonesome
Wishin I was somewhere else
And this achin heart wasn't filled with bitterness
So alone
Cause home is where the hurt is
Silence he ain't a stranger now
I've come to know him well somehow
Too often dreams echo with the shadows
All I know is I need a friend
Waitin on the bitter end
Bein angry ain't no way to be
Can you believe what's become of me
And all I want is to feel your skin again
Chorus
Home, Home
Home is where the hurt is
I'm so alone
Home is where the hurt is
The heart is gone
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