[Intro — spoken, sly, close to the mic] Well, well. Look who found the door. Nobody finds this door by accident, love. [Verse 1] Leave your name up on the sidewalk. (horn stab) Ain't no names down here tonight. (horn stab) Every mask gets checked at velvet — mine stays on, and mine stays tight. Horns are laughing, low and honest, dressed up sweet to hit you slow, and that carousel keeps turning somewhere down below, below. [Pre-Chorus] I don't need to know your sorrow. I don't need to know your sin. Just a smile, a quick hello, and a "won't you come on in!" [Chorus] Welcome to the Den, darling! (brass hit) Where the lonely learn to stay. Every shadow's got a table — every secret's got its play! Welcome to the Den, darling, I'll be watching, I'll be near — the show don't start till you walk in, so go on... (spoken, sly, over a horn break) ...disappear. [Verse 2] There's a mirror by the doorway, shows you softer than you feel. There's a band that never tires, playing lies that turn out real. I've been hosting this for ages — every face becomes a friend. Some come once, some come forever, either way, love, this is the Den! [Pre-Chorus] I don't ask you why you're running. I don't ask you what you've lost. Just a seat beside the music and a drink that's on the house. [Chorus] Welcome to the Den, darling! (brass hit) Where the lonely learn to stay. Every shadow's got a table — every secret's got its play! Welcome to the Den, darling, I'll be watching, I'll be near — the show don't start till you walk in, so go on... (spoken, sly, over a horn break) ...disappear. [Bridge — stripped, just voice, upright bass, and a slow clarinet line] Somewhere past the velvet curtain, somewhere past the smoke and gold, there's a version of you waiting that the daylight never told. I'm not asking you to trust me. I'm just asking you to stay long enough to hear the ending of a song that knows your name. [Final Chorus — full brass swell, then pulls back] Welcome to the Den, darling! Where the lonely learn to stay. Every shadow's got a table — every secret's got its play! Welcome to the Den, darling — (spoken, soft, band drops out) ...go on. I'll be right here. [Outro — spoken, quiet] Door's always open. Question's never "if." Just "when."
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