Kelly Boesch - LOCKOUT

Shoes by the door, curtains drawn, three soft knocks,
Then they're gone.
Red side out, let them knock.
Red side out, don't unlock.
Red side out, eyes in the glass, TV on mute.
A liner dawn beneath your boot.
Let them knock.
Red side out, let them knock.
Red side out, don't unlock.
Red side out, red side out.
Red side out.