When your father died you were 22,
Finally taught you something after all those years of abuse,
That there truly are those debts you can’t un-do.
Crying in your bed, as you are salting the wound
An object of a sacrament but most men think its just a test,
I think you finally see the truth
I get it now after where you’ve been
I had guilt, you had other men.
I guess we both
we both measured ourselves to them.
Home never was the same again, of all the things I missed, you
we’re one of them.
Home never was the same again, of all the things I said
It’s what I always meant.
I could preach to you now about honest men…
I was 17 and just a stupid kid,
knew nothing more than my sacraments
and even then,
still the best man you ever met….
That makes me sad for both of us,
Proud that you swore off d**,
the courage that must of took..
So I got f**ed for both of us,
cried in my fathers truck,
and you just sat.
[Chorus 1]
Home never was the same again, of all the things I missed you
we’re one of them.
Home never was the same again, of all the things I said
It’s what I always meant.
Makes me wish we never met
So damn hard to just forget
That one fall we were alone, together
You follow roads that you don’t know
Hoping that they’ll guide you home.
If what you want is a home,
A waste of time that you spent.
It’s not the places you found,
But in the people you kept.
If you think you’re alone its just a turn of the head.
If you’ve been here before you can beat this again.