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