I don't react when you say you're not coming back I'm immune to your overcompensations In our drunken conversations I hold it back, bite my lip and let you attack And It's been happening more than just on occasion Already tired of being of patient I've hurt you so many times before Why don't you show me the door? Why don't you show me the door? Why do you You, you keep hanging on to me? You, you keep hanging on to me? Was all an act? First thing in the morning you take it back And I know that your tired heart is aching As you hide your desperation I've hurt you so many times before Why don't you show me the door? Why don't you show me the door? Why do you You, you keep hanging on to me? You, you keep hanging on to me? Why do you You, you keep hanging on to me? You, you keep hanging on to me?