Here is change's basement house  Here is adventure for seven years  But I never could swallow a sinner's pride  And it filled her face with tears  And every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the table  She spreads a mess of living at my feet  But I never could swallow a sinner's pride  And the food she makes me eat  Waiting on Hayley's doorstep  Behind two bloodshot eyes  The stale taste of wasted gunshot  Slap back across the sky  Waiting on Hayley's doorstep  I heard she's coming home  She'll get that pain inside again  And it's me who'll point the bone  And every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the table  She spreads a mess of living at my feet  But I never could swallow a sinner's pride  And the food she makes me eat  Waiting on Hayley's doorstep  Behind two bloodshot eyes  The stale taste, the stale taste of wasted gunshot  Slap back across the sky  Waiting on Hayley's doorstep  I heard she's coming home  She'll get, she'll get that pain inside again  And it's me who'll point the bone