She lets me in by the back door, the TV sound off not to wake her kid,
And afterwards she lies there, I guess just dreaming dreams

I stay 'til she falls asleep, play some solitaire
Or watching the moonlight play across her arse,
The last bacardi she poured growing stale in a glass

"You're a little out of shape," she said, "Maybe it's time you hit the gym"
She saw the picture in my passport, we both laughed at my moustache
She bought me a Yankees cap so I could look like a regular guy

There's still snow on the fields, mist on the hedges outside,
Night tip toes in, slowly drowning her smile

I said "You know how it is sometimes, some days you just wake up terrified?"
She said "There's beer in the fridge downstairs,
But you sound like you got drunk before you came"
I said "Aww, don't pay me no heed, brokenhearted is my default mode"
Her kid's comic lies open close by where she lies,
At a cartoon moonlit road winding to a cartoon sunrise

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

She Lets Me In By The Back Door song meanings
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