ON THE WAY OUT

She recoils from a compliment
Like you meant to hurt her somehow
And weilds her love as an implement of torture
To taunt you and twist you and turn you around
You cant help but find it immpressive
Her agility to leap from your side
You might think you know how to to touch her
You wont be the first one to try

CHORUS
So dont let the door hit you
Don’t let the warm air out
Don’t let the door hit you
You’re leaving in no doubt
Don’t let the door hit you
Don’t let the door hit you
Don’t let the door hit you
On the way out

Just when you thought you had seen through
To the very thing she tries to hide
Her cloak of invisibility
Rises to sweep her off into the night
And you can’t help but stare in amazement
At her ability to just dissapear
Whenever she senses the danger
Of somebody getting too near

MIDDLE
As she slips in and out of her feelings
Trying not to step on the cracks
Pefectly twisting the meaning
Careful to leave enough room to get back

CHORUS
So dont let the door hit you
Don’t let the warm air out
Don’t let the door hit you
You’re leaving in no doubt
Don’t let the door hit you
Don’t let the door hit you
Don’t let the door hit you
On the way out

© JOE GRAHAM & JIM GRAHAM