I see your face outside, pressed up against the pane
Pale and lifeless, a ghost in the rain
If you want to come inside, then walk up to the door
Or are you going to leave, like all those times before?

How many more times, will you come and go?

When are you going to leave me alone?
Will it make a difference if I disconnect the phone?
You know I’m going to move, don’t follow me there
Out of my control, I’ll try not to care

How many more times, will you come and go?

I don’t understand why you want to be with me
I don’t give a damn for better or for worse
If you want to come inside, then walk up to the door
But I hope you’re going to leave, like all those times before

How many more times, will you come and go?