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