I know they say, you can't go home again

 I just had [bad word] back one last time

Ma'am I know, you don't know me from Adam
                                           
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine

         
Up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
           
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
      
And I bet you didn't know, under that live oak
                               
My favorite dog is buried in the yard

 [bad word] 

                                        
I thought if I could touch this place, or feel it
                                   
This brokenness inside me might start healin'
    
Out here it's like I'm someone else,
                                 
I thought that maybe I could find myself
                                   
If I could [bad word] in I swear I'll leave
                         
Won't take nothin' but a memory
                          
From the house that... built me

[Verse]

     
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
      
From "Better Homes and Garden" magazine
           
Plans were drawn and concrete poured and

Nail by nail and board by board
                              
  Daddy gave life to Mama's dream

 [bad word] 

                                        
I thought if I could touch this place, or feel it
                                   
This brokenness inside me might start healin'
    
Out here it's like I'm someone else,
                                 
I thought that maybe I could find myself
                                   
If I could [bad word] in I swear I'll leave
                         
Won't take nothin' but a memory
                          
From the house that... built me
 

[Bridge]

                                    
You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
                                          
I got lost in this old world and forgot, who I am

 [bad word] 

                                       
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
                                   
This brokenness inside me might start healing
    
Out here it's like I'm someone else
                                 
I thought that maybe I could find myself
                                  
If I could walk around I swear I'll leave
                         
Won't take nothin' but a memory
                               -once
From the house that.... built me