Homewrecker Lyrics

Late nights in motels, everyone knows why they are gone.

This whole deal is a broken record, just playing the same damn song.

The kids they cry out at night, wishing that you were home.

Is it pain or is it passion, that makes you feel so damn alone.

Home wrecker, home wrecker what’s on your mind,

Was it your lust for pain or your love of pills and wine.

Home wrecker, home wrecker, why’s it love you love to kill.

Is it cause you’re so broken, ain’t a damn thing that you can feel

Would you burn it to the ground, everything you’ve built.

Is clear the garden you’ve grown the flowers have begun to wilt.

Is this madness that surrounds you, become your dying hill.

Maybe in your own mind, you’ll never pay this bill

Home wrecker, home wrecker what’s on your mind,

Was it your lust for pain or your love of pills and wine.

Home wrecker, home wrecker, why’s it love you love to kill.

Is it cause you’re so broken, ain’t a damn thing that you can feel

Home wrecker, home wrecker what’s on your mind,

Was it your lust for pain or your love of pills and wine.

Home wrecker, home wrecker, why’s it love you love to kill.

Is it cause you’re so broken, ain’t a damn thing that you can feel