Nobody Home
I don't sit home waiting for love to come call,
though I'm spending all my time alone;
the next time I hear love knock on my heart,
if it's you, there's nobody home.
When I answered the knock to admit you,
I didn't know what was in store;
you cheated and hurt me, then broke my heart,
if you knock, I'm not home anymore.
When you left I reached the conclusion,
that no-one at all in my life;
was better for me in the long run,
than being a cheating mans wife.
So don't come knocking again at my heart,
thinking I'll let you come home;
you better believe when I tell you,
if it's you, there's nobody home.
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