"Home Is Where The Hard Is" lyrics

Staring at the ceiling fan, trying to make the blades spin backwards
It's 3 a.m. and the whiskey's wearing off.
The sun will shine right through the blinds about the time I hear the black burns
Just another day to start right from the top

Well, corkless veins and picture frames still sit there on the shelf
Where the roses died, I've lost my mind sitting here all by myself
Well, a dream I chase, but in my case, staying here don't make no sense
Yeah, the road is cold and lonely
But home is where the heart is

Well, I watch that clock take its hands and tear my plans in two
A million pieces, all four seasons, just a line
Till you're right in the wintertime
In the wintertime

Corkless veins and picture frames still sit there on the shelf
Where the roses died, I've lost my mind sitting here all by myself
Well, a dream I chase, but in my case, staying here don't make no sense
Yeah, the road is cold and lonely
But home is where the heart is
Home is where the heart is

Well, I packed the bags, I paid the bills, and I changed out all the locks
Well, I sold some things, I found my ring, and I left it in the box
Well, the hell we raised, the love we made, I gave all I could give
Yeah, the road is cold and lonely
But home is where the heart is
Home is where the heart is