Home.
Well home was a bedroom;
A place to explore you, and all I've ever known And fate?
Well, fate was a girl who hid me from
a boy who, never even knew my name O!
I am my mother's daughter,
like a lamb led to the slaughter - I'm a boy amongst the men So,
say the things you know will hurt me;
how you never really loved me - these
are things I've heard before So is it true?
Did I get it wrong?
Everything I thought I knew and said out loud
were warnings all along Well this is a change '
Comes as no surprise Ignoring all the doubts in me like they were
something I could override All this time I thought I knew it all
Pretending how to love Pretending I was him All along I knew
I had to fall Pretending how to love Pretending I was him What.
What do we talk about?
We sing and we shout it out, when we talk about love O!
I am my father's martyr,
drinking gin like it was water while I
consider all the ways I know it's true.
I got it quite wrong.
It's funny, or it's sad.
I know, I just can't tell All this time I thought I knew it all
Pretending how to love Pretending I was him All along I knew I had to
fall Pretending how to love Pretending I was him All this time I
thought I knew it all All along I knew I had
to fall All this time I thought I knew it all