About "Door Number Three" (Commentary) - Sara Bareilles

Door number two

It's for you, little lady

Is it all that you dreamed of?

How, if I knew what had been there waiting

I'd have screamed out and jumped up

Now here I am

With my feet on the sand

And a body that won't move

The tide's coming in

And I'm bound for a swim

In a pair of cement shoes

He takes what he can, what he wants

Doesn't matter if it's ever been given

I took the bait and a chance on a man

Sold by the boy that he lived in

And I was wrong to believe that strength makes you strong

And I had hope in a change I would see in us both

And now I'm heavy

He lifts me, but never once carried

Door number two I've already walked through

Ask me the question

Who coulda guessed I would be here at this crossroad?

Plain to be seen that it's all up to me

I'm no longer alone, though

Nothing's changed

And I see it more every day

Nothing moves

It's a game to be played and to lose

And now I'm heavy, unsteady

But maybe I'm getting ready

And this might catch fire and char this ground

I might lift this up

To only be the one who's gonna get let down

Will I be enough to get this on its way to find some higher ground?

Before the waters rush

I've got to make a change or else I know I'll drown

Baby, look around

Door number two I've already walked through

I wanna see what's behind door number three