There is a name on every door There is a story in every room And when you can't go back no more You know your life has been resumed In the basement lives a sometimes clown Who works with a sometimes queen Makin' movies in our garage In the backyard but they're seldom seen And the friend who gave them space I remember her will, I see her face Understanding and kind She had a way of preying on your mind It wasn't easy when I think about it Living in the house of changing faces I still have the tracks to remind me What life was like high and wasted When I wanted to die All togther they share the rooms I used to know that I once used To dream my days and ease the pain Poison the spirit while I remained Oh yes, I used to crawl In agony along those halls Lookin' forward to nothing more Than another shot behind those doors It wasn't easy when I think about it... There is a name on every door There is a story in every room And when you can't go back no more You know your life has been resumed It wasn't easy when I think about it...