It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch steps
Sittin on my behind, waiting for you
Wondering if everything was all right
Momma said come in boy don't waste your time
I said I got time he'll be here soon

I was five years old and talkin to myself
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
Daddy can't you tell?

I'm not tryin to fake it
And I ain't the one to blame
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
I didn't write these pages
and my script's been rearranged
No there's no one home
In my house of pain
No there's no one home
In my house of pain

Wasn't I worth the time
A boy needs a daddy like dance to mime
And all the time, I looked up to you
I paced my room a million times
And all I ever got was one big line
The same old lie
How could you?

I was eighteen and still talking to myself
Where were you? Where'd you go?
Daddy can't ya tell?
"House of Pain" - Faster Pussycat
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This is Tory Adams, one of my characters in my short story series "The Wild Side" (COPYRIGHTED)
(by the way his bio was made up before i even heard this song)
Torys dad left when he was five and since he was 7 he's had to help take care of his little whole brother and his two half siblings. His mom always brought in 'different daddys' used money on them before the kids and all. Well tory recently found out (in an upcoming episode, so spoiler!) That his dad left because his mom cheated on him. But why did he leave his life altogether? So torys torn between hating his mom AND his dad right now. So he's stuck. He needs a break, a big rest before he breaks himself