Here is change's basement houseHere is adventure for seven yearsBut I never could swallow a sinner's prideAnd it filled her face with tearsAnd every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the tableShe spreads a mess of living at my feetBut I never could swallow a sinner's prideAnd the food she makes me eatWaiting on Hayley's doorstepBehind two bloodshot eyesThe stale taste of wasted gunshotSlap back across the skyWaiting on Hayley's doorstepI heard she's coming homeShe'll get that pain inside againAnd it's me who'll point the boneAnd every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the tableShe spreads a mess of living at my feetBut I never could swallow a sinner's prideAnd the food she makes me eatWaiting on Hayley's doorstepBehind two bloodshot eyesThe stale taste, the stale taste of wasted gunshotSlap back across the skyWaiting on Hayley's doorstepI heard she's coming homeShe'll get, she'll get that pain inside againAnd it's me who'll point the bone