Home Edition - Ten After Two

This place is not a home.

Not to mention the horrible breeze

Seeping through the window.

There’s no pillows to rest out thoughts

There’s nothing I’ve been left desolate.

Well I’ll tear this house to shreds if you don’t first.

For it was build by broken promises

That you made the day you changed.

This place is forever a letdown

And I’ll wear your heart on my sleeve

Just to erase the memory.

Relive the memories from your past

Wake up and surround yourself by what you’ve found.

It doesn’t breath

It doesn’t speak

All I know

This place is not a home.

Let’s tear it down.

This is all that we know.

I’ll tear this house to shreds if you don’t first.