In the heat of the fight
I walked away,
Ignoring words that you were saying,
Tryna make me stay.
I said, "This time I've had enough."
And you've called a hundred times,
But I'm not pickin' up.
'Cause I'm so mad, I might tell you that it's over.
But if you look a little closer

I said, "Leave," but all I really want is you
To stand outside my window, throwing pebbles, screaming, "I'm in love with you."
Wait there in the pourin' rain,
Come back for more.
And don't you leave,
'cause I know all I need
is on the other side of the door.