i heard the story on the radio
it's a shame the way they tried to paint you down
here i just thought you were being paranoid
now that your turn has come around
and it's a, a long road, and it must get hard to walk
my doors always open if you need someplace to stop
and it's a, a long day and it must get hard to do
when it feels like everybody just wants a piece of you
i just don't get how you don't get it
'cause you used to be so good at pointing out the sh**
and now your tied up in knots
and everything you've got is slipping away before you even had it
and it's a, a long road and it must get hard to walk
my door's always open if you need someplace to stop
and it's a, a long day and it must get hard to do
when it feels like everybody just wants a piece of you
and i don't mean for this to sound angry
sad if you leave anything at all
you don't know how i hate to see you knocked down
but i know i'd be the last one that you'd call
and it's a, a long road and it must get hard to walk
my door's always open if you need someplace to stop
and it's a, a long day and it must get hard to do
when it feels like everybody just wants a piece of you