From the album Why Am I So Romantic?

Lyrics

Someone’s coming up the stairs.
You better be careful & you’d better beware.
They’re not here to be your new best friend.
They’re not here to be your new play-thing.
Someone’s coming up the stairs.
All this trouble’s been bleeding you more than dry.
All this trouble’s been bleeding you more than dry.
But you’ve got some friends left in town,
There are plenty of couches to sleep on for now.