They got five televisions in a house built for three
Look upon that fake fireplace, note the bucktoothed boy's me
See that wood paneled room? That's where I learned to drink
You see that hole in the wall? That was seagrams I think
That tree was a goal post, that bathroom it was a shroud
That closet it was a phone booth, and that mirror was a crowd
See that guy with the bad knees and his heart on his sleeve?
Watch him slip me ten dollars when it comes time to leave...
It's been five years and some change
and this world is gettin' so strange
but this house smells just the same
And my mom, my sweet mom, she don't remember my name... my mom
she can't remember my name, my mom
I sit on the bed, I kiss her right behind the ear
she calls out for a dog that's been dead for a year
I say ‘how is it going?' just like I didn't know
I hold on the both of her hands too afraid to let her go
And five times exactly, no more and no less,
she says ‘how you've been eatin', boy?' and I say ‘Ok, I guess'
In this room where she made me, each day she grows weak
she flips on the ‘Golden girls' and the first tear hits my cheek
It's been five years and some change
and this world is gettin' so strange
but this old house smells just the same
and my mom, my sweet mom, she don't remember my name
my mom, can't remember my name, she's my mom now,
she can't remember my name... my mom can't remember my name... my mom
Look upon that fake fireplace, note the bucktoothed boy's me
See that wood paneled room? That's where I learned to drink
You see that hole in the wall? That was seagrams I think
That tree was a goal post, that bathroom it was a shroud
That closet it was a phone booth, and that mirror was a crowd
See that guy with the bad knees and his heart on his sleeve?
Watch him slip me ten dollars when it comes time to leave...
It's been five years and some change
and this world is gettin' so strange
but this house smells just the same
And my mom, my sweet mom, she don't remember my name... my mom
she can't remember my name, my mom
I sit on the bed, I kiss her right behind the ear
she calls out for a dog that's been dead for a year
I say ‘how is it going?' just like I didn't know
I hold on the both of her hands too afraid to let her go
And five times exactly, no more and no less,
she says ‘how you've been eatin', boy?' and I say ‘Ok, I guess'
In this room where she made me, each day she grows weak
she flips on the ‘Golden girls' and the first tear hits my cheek
It's been five years and some change
and this world is gettin' so strange
but this old house smells just the same
and my mom, my sweet mom, she don't remember my name
my mom, can't remember my name, she's my mom now,
she can't remember my name... my mom can't remember my name... my mom