This dark affair's not love, it's like a rodeo
This smoky room a portal got to let it go
I got to leave for the gunpowder trail
Pochine my nights I'm spinning on a cold steel rail
Ripping up the tracks, putting out the cracks
I won't go back again, living in the house of pain
Ripping up the tracks, burning out the cracks
I won't go back again, living in the house of pain
Underneath the stars roving with a Bedouin
Riding on the waves sailing to Jamaica Bay
It was just a dream nothing near a sin
Come bless my tomorrow steal me through another day
Ripping up the tracks, falling through the cracks
I won't go back again, I been running in the house of pain
Ripping up the tracks, burning out the cracks
I won't go back again, I been living in the house of pain
Dear doctor got a remedy?
No lust for life, a loss of memory
She got up to leave and close the door
I'd like to talk, But I don't remember, I don't remember no more
Put me on a train
Check me on a freight won't be back again
I been livin' in the house of pain
Ripping up the tracks, passing out the cracks
Won't be back again, living in the house of pain
She hangs me like a charm, I'm tattooed down her arm
I can't go back again, been living in the house of pain
Ripping up the tracks, falling down the gaps
There's a nasty stain, when your living in the house of pain
Living in the house of change change
Living in the house of pain
Slipping down the cracks, falling down the gaps
Won't go back again, living in the house of pain
House of Pain was produced by Mike Varney.