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 til it's gone,
if anybody ever had a heart,
well, he wouldn't be alone,
and he knows, she'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 he got reasons he don't,
funny how he couldn't see at all,
until she grabs up her coat,
and she goes, she's been here too few years,
to take it all in stride, yeah
but still that's much too long, to let hurt go (you let her go)
(Chorus)
Same for you I'll always hang well I always say,
it would be good to go away,
oh but if things don't work out like we think
and there's nothing there 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

You wont be mine

Take your head around the world
See what you get
From your mind
Write your soul down word for word
See who's your friend
Who is kind
It's almost like a disease
I know soon you will be

Over the lies, you'll be strong
You'll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - Oh no
No you won't be mine

Take your straight line for a curve

Make it stretch, the same old line
Try to find if it was worth what you spent
Why you're guilty for the way
You're feeling now
It's almost like being free
And I know soon you will be

Chorus

Take yourself out to the curb
Sit and wait
A fool for life
It's almost like a disease
I know soon you will be

Chorus