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
but if there's nothing there to make things change
if it's the same for you I'll just hang