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