Swinging door

the door swings both ways
so don't let it hit your ass
you say
when you leave
don't forget
we met in the fog
i state
on the wrong side of the street
along time ago seems like last week
we were playing darts
in a dive
you smiled at the dude
who stole my hash in high school
i can forgive you
but you could be cooler
and make it easier
on us both
that ain't your style
i can respect that
but what are you
going to give me
i don't need much
but nothing don't
go a long way
and we're a million miles behind already
baby
the door swings both ways
so don't let it hit your ass
you say
when you leave
and don't come back
it doesn't
i think
but don't say
and you'll want me back
in the morning anyway
the door swings both ways
give me a break