Hang

She grabs her magazines

She packs her things and she goes

She leaves the pictures hanging on the walls

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

Well, he wouldn't be alone

He knows, he's been here too few years to be gone

And we always say, "It would be good to go away someday"

Yeah, 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

Until she grabbed up her coat

And she goes, she's been here too few years

To take it all in stride

Yeah, well still it's much too long to let her go, to let her go

And we always say, "It would be good to go away someday"

Yeah, 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 here to ease this ache

And if there's nothing there to make things change

If it's the same for you, I'll just hang