The Door

We don’t have to talk about it
You don’t want to fix it no more
My heart opened hesitant
You held it so gently before
But here we are breaking
We’re staring vacant on the porch
A few words could fix it
If I could just find them I'm sure

You don’t have to leave me
You don’t have to go
Staying’s so easy
Come away from the door

You watch me so desperate
Red eyes and tears on my face
My pride left here hours ago
I was hoping It’d go in your place
But you put out your cigarette
And I find my drink is all gone
It’s not even dark yet
But I feel it coming on

You don’t have to leave me

Now I’ve given up on sleeping
I stay up all night with the Night
Oh, but she’s so indifferent
We have so little in common

I could sit talking here alone
But what would the neighbors think of that?
So I put it in a song
And I sing it to the place you stood last

You don’t have to leave me