The Door Is Always Open

Saw your picture in the paper and I see you married good

And I know that he can give you all the things I never could

But I know that he can't give you what you need most of all

So the door is always open, and the lights on in the hall

Yes the door is always open and the lights on in the hall

And you know that I'll be waiting, if you ever come to call

When night falls on that mansion and you're lying in his bed

When he begs you for attention, will you think of me instead

When he reaches out to touch you, is your face turned to the wall

Well the door is always open, and the lights on in the hall