Tekster: Me Without You. C-Minor.

Our house wrapped in disrepairs
A small mouse peeked out from a hole beneath the stairs
Nearby to where my dad sat in his favorite chair
Thinking about the government and muttering a prayer

So I scattered some oats in hope she'd stay
Then sat still to stop from scaring her away
But she hurried on her little way
Scurried around my mind ever since, every day

Open wide my door, my Lord, my Lord
Open wide my door
To whatever makes me love you more
Open wide my door
While there's still light to run towards
Open wide my door

Like water on the dry wood
Equal parts misguided and misunderstood
All the neighborhood
Watched the fire burn from where they stood

As the smoke said
"We're not half as bad as God is good"
Still there's a whisper in my ear
The voice of loneliness and fear

And I say, "Devil, disappear!"
I'm still technically a virgin after 27 years
Which never bothered me before
What's maybe fifty more?

Open wide my door, my Lord, my Lord
Open wide my door
To whatever makes me love you more
Open wide my door
While there's still light to run towards
Open wide my door

She came back for the oat
(It never ends)
But she brought along a 'friend'
(It never ends, it never ends, it never ends)

The harder the rain
(It never ends)
The lower those flowers in the garden bend
(It never ends, it never ends, it never ends)

I'd rather never talk again
(It never ends)
Than to continue to pretend this never ends
(It never ends, it never ends, it never ends, it never ends)