A hundred lives are shoved inside guests arrive to
dump their mess obedient host and visiting wife come
outa the bedroom straightening clothes in this house
that i call home nobody knows the party rules gotta
get in but there's no room in this house that i call
home beautiful walls are closing in looking at you
you're having a nightmare stumble over tombstone shoes
but it's too soon i finally look in your sweet eyes
and somebody comes with a bottle of beer after he leaves
i turn for a kiss and see the lady next door she's naked in the street