Outside Your Door

by Steve Cavin

I've given you my money,

Everything has got a price.

Your body's warm and open,

But your soul's as cold as ice.


Your hair lyin' on a pillow,

Your dress lyin' on a chair.

I gaze into your half-closed eyes,

Though I know there's nothin' there.


Layin' down before me,

Like you laid a thousand times before.

Know that you won't know my name,

Once I step out,

Outside your door.


You know your moves and angles,

You do your lovin' well.

It's work, and you've got to make the most,

Of what you've got to sell.


Feelin' good, but empty,

And not quite satisfied.

Feelin' good, but not so good,

Like something in me just died.


Layin' down before me,

Like you laid a thousand times before.

Know that you won't know my name,

Once I step out,

Outside your door.


Someday I'll be leavin',

And never coming back.

I know you've heard those words before,

And you know the truth they lack.


I wish I'd never opened,

The door that holds me so.

I've heard there's always a way out,

But I guess I'll never know.


Layin' down before me,

Like you laid a thousand times before.

Know that you won't know my name,

Once I step out,

Outside your door.