Back Door Bound

The last time we spoke it was in anger
I thought I'd wait for the weather to lift again
You said I was always only just a friend of a friend
As you're holding someone by your side
And you have

One hand in his heart
One hand in his wallet
By which point I'm content to be
Back door bound

Back door bound
Back door bound

In some ways the future's looking alright
Though I'm still wearing someone else's clothes
But it's getting late
By which time everyone knows
That you spoke too much of people's right
You even took note at jazz nights
You had

One hand in your heart
Well that's what you call it
Saying, saying it's always that you have
Just filling the big apple
And in some ways it was good
Some ways it was bad
By which point I'm content to be
Back door bound

Back door bound
Back door bound
I'm back door bound
Back door bound

So I'll stay for a while
In all things superficial
And it won't be long
Until I'm back door bound

Back door bound
Back door bound
I'm back door bound
Back door bound
I'm back door bound
Back door bound
Back door bound
I'm back door bound
Back door bound
Back door bound
Back door bound