[Bon Jovi] These four walls have got a story to tell (Oh-oh, oh-oh...!) The door is off the hinges, there's no wishing them well (Oh-oh, oh-oh...!) Outside the sky is coal black, the streets are on fire The picture windows cracked, and there's no where to run I know, I know, this house is not for sale I set each stone and I hammered each nail This house is not for sale When every memory is lived and my dreams all fail This house is not for sale Coming home, I'm coming home Swirl my spike into the ground and I stake my claim (Oh-oh, oh-oh...!) Standing on the dirt where they'll dig my grave (Oh-oh, oh-oh...!) Now I built these walls, it's in my veins No time for lookin' back, the world is out the door This heart, this soul, this house is not for sale I set each stone and I hammered each nail This house is not for sale When every memory is lived and my dreams all fail This house is not for sale Coming home, I'm coming home This house was built on trust That's what it is, it always was No wrecking ball could knock it down This house was built on higher ground I set each stone and I hammered each nail This house is not for sale When every memory is lived and my dreams all fail This house is not for sale Coming home, I'm coming home Coming home, I'm coming home (This house is not for sale) Coming home, I'm coming home (I'm) coming home, I'm coming home (This house is not, is not for sale...!)