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