The Script - Home Is Where the Hurt Is

I went looking for ghosts amongst the skin and the bones Skeletons we thought were buried, but they all feel so close Standing six foot four, feeling four foot six The man who can't be moved is still that little kid Still a mark on the wall where a fist went through A young man's anger at an old man's rules When you go back, the good and the bad comes back to you

Sometimes home is where the hurt is And that's why we run so far But you never get away from Your daddy's eyes and your mother's heart They did all the fighting But we bear all the scars In a world where no one's perfect It's the things that break us That make us who we are And we are who we are And we are who we are And we are who we are Yeah, we are

Oh, family drama, family trauma Strangers are hard but family's harder Cuts leads to scars, and scars get larger The deeper the cut, the thicker the armour Ohana ohana, no one left behind We're broken to pieces But the pieces are mine

Sometimes home is where the hurt is And that's why we run so far But you never get away from Your daddy's eyes and your mother's heart They did all the fighting But we bear all the scars In a world where no one's perfect It's the things that break us That make us who we are

And we are who we are And we are who we are And we are who we are Yeah, we are, yeah And we are who we are And we are who we are And we are who we are It's the things that break us That make us who we are