Home
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Home
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She waits at the home
To call him on the phone
She doesn't know where he's been all night
He's looking for a fight
He's drunk again, he stumbles in
He's looking to use her body too
She's sad again
The marks he left can't be hidden anymore
She feels so bad
But she'll love him until she dies
Whether it's by his hand
Or her own
Five weeks late
She didn't know it didn't hurt
She doesn't know what to say
So she starts to cry
She doesn't know where to go
She doesn't have a home
She doesn't know what to do with her life
The blood running down her leg
It's not from her heart, but the baby
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Idiots For Hire performs "Home", and this lyric page sits inside the Idiots For Hire catalog on LyroVerse.
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