Don't be afraid. Let all hope the truth. Don't be afraid. Let all hope the truth. It's a little past supper time, I'm still out on the board steps, sitting on my behind, waiting for you. One more left to drink is alright. Mama said, come on, don't waste your time. I said, I've got time. Will it be soon? Five years old and talking to myself. Where were you? Where'd you go? Daddy, can't you tell? I'm not trying to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. I've been in front of pages, and my script's been rearranged. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. Wasn't I worth the time? A boy needs a daddy like a dance to a mine. One more time, I'd love to be you. I've paced my room a million times, and all I ever got was one midline. I say, more like, I'll be you. Well, I was 18 and still talking to myself. Where were you? Where'd you go? Daddy, can't you tell? I'm not trying to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. I've been in front of pages, and my script's been rearranged. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. I'm not trying to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. I've been in front of pages, and my script's been rearranged. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. No, there's no one at home in my house of pain. Well, if I learned anything from this, I'd have never known it. © transcript Emily Beynon