Hang
Matchbox20, Yourself or Someone Like You
Listen
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
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 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, well 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
Yeah 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
Yeah
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
And if there's nothing there to make things change
If it's the same for you I'll just hang