Front Door

There's a crack in the front steps
So don't slip coming in, he says
We pass empty rooms filled with people
And their empty conversations
Show me up to your room
I've heard there's lots of pretty pictures
Up there somewhere
I wanna leave through the front door
(Leaving through the front door)
This time
I wanna show those giggling groupie girls
Just where I stand with the boys
The boys the boys
I wanna remember the address
Sun comes up through the window
Burns away dreams of company
This girl wakes to find herself alone
This girl is me
Now they'll see
What I mean
To the boys
Exactly