Try The Back Door

[Verse 1]
Met her at a dive bar
Drink in her hand
Trouble in her grin
Next thing
In her kitchen
Half her clothes on
Half my sense gone thin
She’s on the table laughing
Says
“You’re a bad idea
But I like your face”
Then we hear that deadbolt rattling
And every bit of color drains from her waist

[Pre-Chorus]
She freezes
Whispers
“That’s my husband”
Heart drops straight through the floor
She grabs my wrist
Eyes wide
Says
“Quick
You gotta move before—”

[Chorus]
“Try the back door”
She points and I ain’t sure
Pretty sure she meant the porch
But my brain took a detour
Should’ve grabbed my shoes
Should’ve ran
Of course
But you don’t get offers like that
Every day
From a girl like that
“Try the back door”

[Verse 2]
He’s in the hall yelling
Keys still swinging in his hand
I’m in the wrong house
Wrong time
Doing my best statue stand
She hisses
“Go
Are you crazy?”
While she’s straightening her dress
I’m busy decoding her meaning
Making everything a bigger mess

[Pre-Chorus]
He calls her name from the hallway
I hear boots on the wood
She says it once more
“Back door”
And I misunderstood

[Chorus]
“Try the back door”
She points and I ain’t sure
Pretty sure she meant the porch
But my brain took a detour
Should’ve grabbed my shoes
Should’ve ran
Of course
But you don’t get offers like that
Every day
From a girl like that

[Bridge]
Now I’m back home on my sofa
Friends asking how I almost died
I say
“I learned two things that evening:
Some doors you just don’t try”
But when I hear someone whisper
With that reckless
Smoky drawl
“Quick
Try the back door”
I still second-guess it all

Try the back door
Try the back door
 

Written, produced - Rick Dean
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