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 oldHe smokes his cigarette
He stays outside? til it? s gone
If anybody ever had a heart
Well, he wouldn? t be alone
He knows, she? s been here too few years, to be goneAnd 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 hangThe 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, still it? s much too long to let the hurt go, to let her goAnd 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 hangWell 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 the ache
But it there? s nothing there to make things change
If it? s the same for you, I? ll just hang