Soft Cell - Where The Heart Is

Atmospheres are tense today

Mother and father are rowing again

Silently seated around the table

You're the one that's getting the blame

Father looks at you like a snake

You play with the food upon your plate

No one seems to be on your side

Things that threaten to hurt your pride

Mother loves to be concerned

Using lessons that she learnt

Fathers never understand

When children have the upper hand

Smiling you did your time at school

Crying quietly like a fool

Saturday night and Sunday morning

Did all the things they asked you to do

They say that home is where the heart is

But home is only where the hurt is

Pull the wool over the eyes

Forget the worries that you started

Mother loves to be concerned

Using lessons that she learnt

Fathers never understand

When children have the upper hand

When you stayed out every night

The first time from your parent's sight

They started to show some concern

But by then it was too late

Feel it's time to pull away

Shut your ears to all they say

Be yourself you know it's true

When in the end what's left is you

Mother loves to be concerned

Using lessons that she learnt

Fathers never understand

When children have the upper hand

• Artist:Soft Cell
• Album: Art of Falling Apart