---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)