How did you get in here?
Did you tip the bodyguard?
I can't think of anything else
Getting in was supposed to be hard

I had always thought that
If you came back into my life
I would welcome you with open arms
And forget about my emotional strife

But now that you've casually claimed
My memories like they're a priceless object
I'm left to wonder if bringing you back in
Is something I should just learn to accept

The door was locked and sealed
And the fence filled with barbs
So, how did you get back in?
That was supposed to be hard