It ain't safe, it ain't clean and the doors don't lock,
It's got demons in the walls and sometimes they talk,
That's where I used to live, yeah, I was born that way,
I was living to die and dying alone,
I needed a place where it feel like home, feels like home,
So, now I don't live in that house of sin no more.

Yeah, I tried to clean that house like any good man should,
I hid the trash in the back and put new paint on the wood,
I made it look OK if you were passing by, but if you stayed for awhile it didn't take long to figure it out; that something's still wrong, really wrong,
So no, I don't live in that house of sin no more.

You know, I looked real hard but I couldn't see that the place I live on had a hold on me,
I didn't understand, I guess I couldn't tell I was a hard-working man headed straight to Hell.

Yeah, my house payments got so high I couldn't make ends meet,
I thought I'd find myself living on the street,
And then this house builder says he's got an offer from the boss.,
He's got a mansion bought and paid for and he'll trade it for your little house straight across, straight across.
So, now you don't have to live in the house of sin no more.