Split Second

Lisa Loeb

I did not want to be stuck



One second longer than I had to be there



Stuck inside the door.



I'm always scared I'll slam my fingers in the door



Because the last time that I left



I slammed my fingers in the door.



When you want to get out



You get up and walk straight to the door.



Not stop and think about it



Thinking that one second longer



That a car could hit me in it



If I thought more than I did.