'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

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

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

I like the simple life The way it used to be We left our doors wide open We didn't need no key I've been around the world Seen all there is to see I'd trade all those memories for one more day How it used to be Hey, when is the last time you sat down and

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

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)

Yeah anybody else with any kind of sense It ain't a bar, ain't the beer, it ain't the whiskey Woulda done moved on said it is what it is Old school McGraw coming out of my doors Had to pull over, couldn't take it no more Got this thing running in park,

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

I have, I hold the key, to nothing, it's a small Murder, murders in the hands, of motion, as It seems to be No more doors No more locks No more windows No more box

Devil's Island! Devil's Island! And here on Devil's Island, The light that fill my lonely cell, Is blocked out by the key, That locks the door to this hell, The place they wanted me. Time's racing like the wind, Execution's near. Oh Lord, I wait for