| She grabs her magazines She packs her things and she goes She leaves the pictures hanging on the wallshe burns all Her notes and she knowsshe s been here too few years To feel this old He smokes his cigarettehe stays outside till it s gone If anybody ever had a hearthe wouldn t be alone He knowsshe s been here too few yearsto be gone And we always sayit would be good to go awaysomeday But if there s nothing there to make things change If it s the same for you I ll just hang The trouble understandis she got reasons he don t Funny how he couldn t see at all til she grabbed up her coat And she goesshe s been here too few years to take it all in stride But still it s much too longto let hurt go (you let her go) And we always sayit would be good to go awaysomeday 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 sayit 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 youI ll just hang |
|