I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

I, I been gone I been gone too long singing my songs on the road. Another town, one more show and I'm coming home. Don't give a damn what these keys I hold I'm gonna knock down that front door, and I'ma find out what that house is made of. Been too many

Why I was the one worth leaving Where I am (you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex) Where I am (a stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting) Where I am (and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving)

Baby, give me all of you And I will give you all of me So close the door and throw away the key Your touch, your touch is everything now I feel so much, it's taking me down Down, take me down We stand so close, electricity All of you fits so perfectly

I'm not o.k. I'm just another psycho They opened up the door, to my insanity They should've slammed it shut right then And thrown away the key They stitched up my head, from my lobotomy They should've never let me out

While we're living The dreams we have as children fade away They fade away away away I'll paint you the picture 'Cause I don't think You live round here no more I've never even seen The key to the door We only get what we will settle for

Ni, ni, ni, ni, ni ni, ni ni You have entered the Twilight Zone Beyond this world strange things are known Use the key, unlock the door See what your fate might have in store Come explore your dreams' creation Enter this world of imagination A

'Cause all that’s left for you to do is leave There’s the door, there’s your car, here’s the keys All that’s left for you to do is leave Said goodbye a long, long time ago And all that’s left for you do is leave And all that’s left for you to do is leave

It ain't easy anymore When I'm walking out your door My feet drag across the floor And it just about kills me I hate picking up my keys I hate kissing you goodbye With that look in your eyes And your arms around me Girl, believe me

Fools on parade That you would rather be beside than in front of The secret door swings behind us She's saying nothing She's just giggling along Fools on parade cavort and carry on For waiting eyes But she's never been the kind to be hollowed by the