Home Alone - Dave Hause

Oh, did we wake up to find we’ve gone too far?

Home, this empty rusted town with its endless liquor reservoir

I’ve tried to reclaim some ground and that stay close to me

If she don’t wanna feel my love can I sing through all my misery?

Home, I need a place right now that I can call my own

This bipolar east coast forecast drives me to my knees

I both my legs off thinking maybe it would bring me peace

But now I’m scratching limbs long gone like some amputee

Eyes pinned open wide, begging for the mercy she won’t show to me

Home, I need a place right now that I can call my own

Home, smothered in vines and reeds from all the seeds I’ve sown

Home, I built it all and burned it down to find there’s worse fates than being

alone

Waiting by the phone, home, alone

Now, now we wake up to find we’ve gone too far

Home, this empty rusted town with its endless liquor reservoir

I’ve tried to reclaim some ground and that stay close to me

If she don’t wanna feel my love I’ll just sing through all my misery

Home, I need a place right now that I can call my own

Home, smothered in vines and reeds from all the seeds I’ve sown

Home, I built it all and burned it down to find there’s worse fates than being

alone

You can turn your heavy heart into stone at home alone