This place was once a home, It was coming so they say.
This boy and his heavy heart, Kicking around the leaves, We're so vacant after all.
There's nothing more to say, Let me sleep these dreams away,
Keeping the hounding dogs away, From my window night and day.
This place was once a home All of the stars are sleeping low
Just the old has-beens and me
Well there's nothing more to say Let me sleep these dreams away
Just the old has-beens and me
Nobody's favourite... now