I own a house on the edge of the city A suburban mansion I'm told But the power's all off and the phone lines are dead And the hallways are lonely and cold So I spend all my time in hotels and barrooms Watching the whiskey they pour Between airports and highways and the nightlife that's my way I never go home anymore I never go home anymore There'd be no one to greet me if I came to the door I stay around where there's parties and people too loud to ignore But I never go home anymore, anymore