Fully and completely Bring me back in shackles Exonerate me Hang me long out in the sun Forget about me I recommend measures for ending it Lover, she simply slammed the door She said, "You're going to miss me Wait and you'll see"

My salvation Salvation, salvation Yeah love is real now Salvation, Salvation, Salvation, Salvation When you arrived at my door I didn't recognize And the light, on the shore, it was in your eyes And all I really wanted to do was make love to you And

I learned it from the radio If it wasn't for the speakers in the door Telling me a truth I haven't ever heard before I never would have kissed that girl Never would have known what to say I would have never know better How I let her get away They got the

At the Conway Motor Inn It was a Friday night, late fall After a high school football game Yeah they made love for the first time, I've been here forever, 1959 My name is on the front door, they call me 205 They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet Till

Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door There's something tragic about you

Every chance I did or I didn't take All the nights I went too far All the girls that broke my heart All the doors that I had to close Thank God for all I missed 'Cause it led me here to this All the things I knew but I didn't know Every stoplight I

I like to sit beside the fire When the light is going down I like to hear the wild wind blow outside my door I have so much left to remember I have so much left to forget And I know I just don't have to search for more But you want to change my world

And the rain fell down And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love Follow it up in this strange grey town It was a filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor A stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors She took me in her room

Go away, go away, go away Don't come back here anymore Cold hearted girl Don't hurt me like this anymore I'm waiting by outside your door Saying, "Baby, can we talk?" Stupid boy, you keep on begging but I won't let you in You keep on crying but you know

I bought the golden band she wore, on the hand that closed the door And I bought the shoes that just walked out on me I bought her fancy clothes, for all occasions And that new car so she could go just any ole where she pleased Designer names and diamond