Hang

She grabs her magazines 
She packs her things and she goes 
She leaves the pictures hanging on the wall, she burns all 
Her notes and she knows, she's been here too few years 
To feel this old 

He smokes his cigarette, he stays outside 'till it's gone 
If anybody ever had a heart, he wouldn't be alone 
He knows, she's been here too few years, to be gone 

And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday 
But if there's nothing there to make things change 
If it's the same for you I'll just hang 

The trouble understand, is she got reasons he don't 
Funny how he couldn't see at all, 'til she grabbed up her coat 
And she goes, she's been here too few years to take it all in stride 
But still it's much too long, to let hurt go (you let her go) 
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday 
But if there's nothing there to make things change 
If it's the same for you I'll just hang 
The same for you 
I'll always hang 
Well I always say, it would be good to go away 
But if things don't work out like we think 
And there's nothing there to ease this ache 
But if there's nothing there to make things change 
If it's the same for you, I'll just hang 

 

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