With the door closed, shades drawn, the world shrinks
Let's open up those blinds But someone has to sweep the floor,
Pick up her dirty clothes That job's not mine
Now that everyone's an enemy, my heart sinks
Let's put away those claws
I don't blame them for their curtain-calls because I pulled the rope
I wanna call them back out for applause

Spring and Thompson on the first of May is horrible
We hid in catacombs So now I'm sleeping next to mousetraps,
In a bed of all our clothes, while I hope that she won't come home
It was easier to lock the doors and kill the phones than to show my skin,
Because the hardest thing is never to repent for someone else,
It's letting people in

Well, you can come inside, unlock the door, take off your shoes
But this might take all night,
To explain to you I would have walked out those sliding doors,
But the timing never seemed right
When your helicopter came and tried to lift me out,
I put it's rope around my neck
And after that you didn't bother with the airlift or the rescue -
You knew just what to expect

That with the door closed,
Shades drawn, we're dead enough
They don't open from outside
And someone has to speak with their teeth behind their tongue,
To never let that right be denied
We can't rely on photographs and visitation time,
But I just don't know where to begin
I wanna bust down the door,
If you're willing to forgive
I've got the keys, I'm letting people in

Don't be scared to speak,
Don't speak with someone's tooth,
Don't bargain when you're weak,
Don't take that sharp abuse
Some patients can't be saved, but that burden's not on you

Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that