The Door

[Intro ]
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Show me a bridge, they say dont burn it 
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And Ill soak it to the bolts in gasoline 
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Give me a lesson and tell me to learn it 
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And Ill make damn sure I didnt learn a thing 

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Living on the edge just trying to edge a little bit closer 
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Running out of luck like a field full of three leaf clovers 
 

 
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Thank God for hands that saved a sinking man from drowning 
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Them hearts that dont keep tabs on the times you let em down 
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And I fought that fire inside of me 
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That fueled those nights that lied to me 
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Like that bottle lying empty on the floor 

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Sometimes it takes an Angel 
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 To show the devil the door 
 

 
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Well, Ive been tempted,long as Ive been breathing 
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But these days the devil dont hold his breath 
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And she got a habit of breaking all my bad ones 
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And bringing out what good Ive got left 

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Anybody else, hell, theyd just pass and judge me 
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But she just loves me 
 

 
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Thank God for hands that saved a sinking man from drowning 
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Them hearts that dont keep tabs on the times you let em down 
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And I fought that fire inside of me 
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That fueled those nights that lied to me 
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Like that bottle lying empty on the floor 

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Sometimes it takes an Angel 
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 To show the devil the door 

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Thank God for hands that saved a sinking man from drowning 
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She could've counted me out more times than I could count 
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And I fought that fire inside of me 
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That fueled those nights that lied to me 
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Like that bottle lying empty on the floor 

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Sometimes it takes an Angel 
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 To show the devil the door 
 

Outro 
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And sometimes it takes an Angel 
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 To show the devil the door