The Door

It's getting late cars parked outside
Lights they're turning off one at a time
You find yourself back where you started
In the hall when the bell
Rings out loud and you're on the other side

They fire at the whites of your eyes in times of love and war
No I wouldn't open up that door

Feelin' the heat, it's on the handle
Like fire, maybe you'll burn or it blows everything up
Got your tracking number
Something is coming for you
Hold on for one more hour
You're losin' it now come on
It's getting late and all the lights are turning on
You hear the bell

They fire at the whites of your eyes in times of love and war
No I wouldn't open up that door

Baby, you, yeah you can't take yourself out of the way can you?
It's gonna be you not me and I think you better watch out
Watch out

And now I bet you'll be safer in your bedroom
And I wouldn't open up that door

And yeah you, you got yourself in a spot
And you can't run away
I wouldn't open up that door

Cause you're gonna be lyin' there
You're gonna be bleedin'
You're gonna be cryin'
And i'm not gonna mop it up