You have worn a path
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Right up to my heart
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You come in for a while but you don't stay
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And I've come to realize
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That your promises are lies
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To buy you time when you want to get away
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You must think my heart has swingin' doors
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The way that you keep comin' back and forth
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I can feel it's getting close to closing time
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And I won't be leavin' my heart open anymore
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Well I've heard you're back in town
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I suppose you'll come around
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When nights are cold and friends are hard to find
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You always seem to wait
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'Til all the pieces are in place
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Then you walk back in and rearrange my life
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You must think my heart has swingin' doors
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The way that you keep comin' back and forth
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And I can feel it's getting close to closing time
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And I won't be leavin' my heart open anymore
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So if you're walkin' down my street just keep on walkin' by
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I'm hangin' out a sign sayin' this well has run dry
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You must think my heart has swingin' doors
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(You must think my heart has swingin' doors)
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The way that you keep comin' back and forth
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I can feel it's getting close to closin' time
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And I won't be leavin' my heart open anymore
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I won't be leavin' my heart open anymore
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I won't be leavin' my heart open anymore
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Swingin' Doors
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| Martina McBride |
