I'm faced with the facts And a fist full of threats I stand quite amused At the end of my bed I have no defense For what I have said As a handful of love Whacks me right round the head She's growling and stalking And grabs from a pile A book that she throws And it's missed by a mile I'm holding a pillow And as naked as sin I'm backed to a corner With a wastepaper bin Then up on a mattress There's no place to go I'm guilty, yes guilty But there's no place like home I rewind the hours To see what went wrong I plead for forgiveness And I'm hit like a gong It seems that I'm guilty Of smiling too long When recalling lovers That now have long gone I'm guilty, you're guilty So let me be stoned The past is not present When there's no place like home Off with the shoe And whack round the head Your ear rings like a phone Some explanation might we patch and mend A love that's lost control Now there's no place like home