| This is the back door to my heart
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| Oh, but don’t you tell a soul
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| That I’ve given you the key
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| To these rooms inside of me Don’t you let nobody know
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| This is the color of my pain
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| Dusty blue of midnight rain
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| I might be askin' for too much
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| Hopin' somehow with your touch
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| You could make these colors fade
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| The end of the world might be just around the corner
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| Might be knockin' at my door
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| This could all be gone by mornin'
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| If you’d only step inside me, take a candle to the dark
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| This is the back door to my heart
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| See these lines on my face
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| From too lang standin' in the wind
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| A testament to my mistakes
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| Choices that I’ve made
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| I won’t tell you where I’ve been
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| The end of the world might be just around the corner
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| Might be knockin' at my door
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| This could all be gone by mornin'
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| If you’d only step inside me, take a candle to the dark
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| This is the back door to my heart
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| This is the back door to my heart |