Split Second

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.