Hanging Out (And Barely Hanging On)

Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on Waiting for the tune to change Trapped in the words of a sad country song Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on I am this bar room almost every night Don't cause much trouble I don't start many fights I wait my turn and I just wait to much And the waitress all like me Cause I smile but I don't touch I like the banjo and I love country music But songs they sing sometimes Get way too close to home And I like to be holding a girl on the dance floor But tonight, I am barely holding my own Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on Waiting for the tune to change Trapped in the words of a sad country song Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on -Instrumentals- Oh, James the bartender he always plays it cool He cuts me off before I fall off my stool He takes my keys, and he'll never will repeat All the lies I always tell him when I'm in way too deep Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on Waiting for the tune to change Trapped in the words of a sad country song Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on Waiting for the tune to change Trapped in the words of a sad country song Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on Hanging out Hanging in there and barely hanging on