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