You left me standing halfway out the door.
Wanting to run away but making sure I always come back for more.
I know I need to leave, but your begging me to stay.
I need to walk out the door and run far away.
I know that when you promise me that it'll be different this time that it's a lie.
I can see it every time I look in your eyes.
After everything we've been through, I would think that you would love me.
But now I see that this is how it will always be.
So I'm halfway out the door and I have to decide:
Do I stay and forget the past?
Or do I run and run away fast?
