AIN'T NO LOVE (IN A HOUSE THAT'S BUILT ON WAR)

AIN’T NO LOVE (IN A HOUSE THAT’S BUILT ON WAR)

Broken plates inform my growing teenage mind

Drunken violence, empty bottles keep me locked up on the inside

Lunch of bread and dripping.Gym class in my pants.

Mum at hospital with another of her ‘accidents’

Ain’t no love in a house that’s built on war

Ain’t no love in a house that’s built on war

Married young and then repented it in style

Worked in factories to try and make my work my woman smile

Built a place together, baby on the way.

I’d been drinking, hit her once now she’s gone to stay

Ain’t no love in a house that’s built on war.

Ain’t no love in a house that’s built on war.

The rattle and hum of the factory line

The sense that I have been losing my time

Is this all I’ve achieved since the day I was born

Don’t know what it is but here’s got to be more.

Booze and anger are my father’s legacy

It’s reflected in this greying, worn out face I see

I had a chance at love and threw it all away

I guess it’s down to me. The only thing that I can say is

Ain’ t no love in a house that’s built on war

Ain’ t no love in a house that’s built on war

This was collaboration with Simon Wells of Simon and The Astronauts.

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