Domestic problems where lyrics

Reaching for a lighter 

so you can light a smoke

It's a matter of opinion, 

it's a matter of a joke

A little voice inside you 

tells you all about the shame

Come and join the dancing 

of the crippled and the lame



*Chorus*

Where oh where have you gone

Where have you

Where oh where have you gone



You wish you could describe it, 

all the anger that you feel

You think that it's been made up, 

it just happens to be real

You try and learn the lesson's 

that can be so hard to learn

See the fire go up in flames, 

the flame that never burns



*Chorus*



Look a little closer

now you're hoping you might find

A little bit of fire, 

gently pleasant and unkind

You're really not so different, 

you're practically the same

Look a little closer 

at the crippled and the lame



•Bridge•

Maybe it's a matter of a opinion

Maybe it's a matter of your taste

Somehow caught up in all this confussion

I cannot seem to remember your face



Reaching for a lighter 

so you can light a smoke

It's a matter of opinion,

it's a matter of a joke

A little voice inside you 

tells you all about the shame

Look a little closer 

now you're hoping for the flame