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.