Happy Home — Garbage

In my happy home I barely breathe In my lover's arms I find relief And there's a sky that's changing and a bird that sings I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out

In my lover's arms I wait for morning I beg my god to speak and tear me apart I'd lay down my body I'd lay down my arms I never once in my sweet short life meant anybody harm

In my happy home I read the signs In my lover's arms I move in time There's no more crying and there's no more lies I never once in my sweet short life was waiting for desire

And there's no more crying And there's no more pain I never thought for one second I'd have nothing left but shame

In my happy home I barely breathe I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out