Lyrics
[Verse 1] You keep your hand on the frame like it might still bite, Talking to the wood like the wood’s polite. I already poured, I already dimmed it low, You can hear the bass from the hall, you know. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not pulling. I’m not chasing the street. I’m just here with the temperature sweet. [Chorus] Come in, don’t decorate the doorway. Come in, the hallway’s a poor place to stay. Jacket on the hook, let the night begin, If you’re gonna be here, baby, come in. [Verse 2] You say “just a minute” like a minute’s a wall, I can wait a little, I won’t wait through it all. There’s a laugh in the next room that sounds like a dare, You can keep your armor. Leave it on the chair. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not pulling. I’m not chasing the street. I’m just here with the temperature sweet. [Chorus] Come in, don’t decorate the doorway. Come in, the hallway’s a poor place to stay. Jacket on the hook, let the night begin, If you’re gonna be here, baby, come in. [Bridge] I won’t announce you. I won’t make a speech. You want the quiet kind of easy I keep. One step. That’s the whole theology. After that it’s just you and me. [Chorus] Come in, don’t decorate the doorway. Come in, the hallway’s a poor place to stay. Jacket on the hook, let the night begin, If you’re gonna be here, baby, come in.