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Fire Door

Song info

It was written by ANI DIFRANCO.
Published by Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.

"Fire Door" Videos

Ani DiFranco - Fire Door
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door
Firedoor (live)
Firedoor (live)
Ani DiFranco "Fire Door" lyrics
Ani DiFranco "Fire Door" lyrics
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (KRVB Radio Acoustic)
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (KRVB Radio Acoustic)
ani difranco living in clip
ani difranco living in clip
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (live in San Diego)
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (live in San Diego)
"Fire Door" Ani Difranco (1990 - America)
"Fire Door" Ani Difranco (1990 - America)
Ani DiFranco "Fire Door"
Ani DiFranco "Fire Door"
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (live in San Diego)
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (live in San Diego)
Fire Door Ani DiFranco
Fire Door Ani DiFranco
Fire Door
Fire Door
Fire Door
Fire Door
Fire Door Ani DiFranco
Fire Door Ani DiFranco
Firedoor- by Ani Difranco
Firedoor- by Ani Difranco
Ani DiFranco "Fire Door" - Live Concert
Ani DiFranco "Fire Door" - Live Concert
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door - Live at the Fillmore - San Francisco - 3.27.12
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door - Live at the Fillmore - San Francisco - 3.27.12
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (KRVB Radio Acoustic) From: The Bridge School Concerts Volume III -
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door (KRVB Radio Acoustic) From: The Bridge School Concerts Volume III -
Fire Door (Ani DiFranco cover)
Fire Door (Ani DiFranco cover)
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door, Flagstaff, AZ 10-16-13
Ani DiFranco - Fire Door, Flagstaff, AZ 10-16-13
Ani Difranco - Fire Door
Ani Difranco - Fire Door

Lyrics

I opened the fire door to four lips
None of which were mine, kissing
Tightened my belt around my hips
Where your hands were missing

And stepped out into the cold, collar high
Under the slate gray sky, the air was smoking
And the streets were dry and I wasn't joking
When I said, goodbye

Magazine quality men talking on the corner
French, no less much less of them then us
So why do I feel like something's been rearranged?
You know, taken out of context I must seem so strange

Killed a cockroach so big, it left a puddle
Of pus on the wall, when you and I are lying in bed
You don't seem so tall, I'm singing now
Because my tear ducts are too tired
And my brain is disconnected but my heart is wired

I make such a good statistic someone should study me now
Somebody's got to be interested in how I feel
Just 'cause I'm here and I'm real, oh, how I miss
Substituting the conclusion to confrontation with a kiss

And oh, how I miss walking up to the edge
And jumping in like I could feel the future on your skin
I opened the fire door to four lips
none of which were mine, kissing

I opened the fire door, I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door, I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door, I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door, I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door