I'll let you know when I'm on my way home from here You're not there if I close my eyes and ears Close the door, turn the TV up loud when you yell Wipe your eyes before you come back from Hell There's no one to house when your home burns down Maybe things will turn around When you look at yourself what do you say? How do you feel about the lives you trade? How the hell did you wake up today? It's all in the pain that you create Maybe things will turn around