Intro: (4x) This house is a graveyard for memories Where good times have come to die Where trust and love are all buried Deep down under painful eye And this house is a sad destination And if I could, I would not return But to place my past on the pillow Set fire to the bed, and watch it burn This house, it crushes my spirit And has stolen all my pride And I'm tortured with every minute I'm forced to remain inside of this house And these walls are all held together With deception and wasted years And how am I supposed to rest my body When I know I'm not welcome here Cause this floor is stained and sour With the blood of the innocent And these halls are haunted with the echos of Empty promises of time well spent This house, it crushes my spirit And has stolen all my pride And I'm tortured with every minute I'm forced to remain inside of this house