She grabs her magazines
She packs her things and she goes
She leaves the pictures hanging on the walls
She burns all her notes
And she knows she's been here too few years
To feel this old
He smokes his cigarette
He stayes outside 'til it's gone
If anybody ever had a heart
Well, he wouldn't be alone
He knows
He's been here too few years
To be gone
And we always say
It will be
Good to go away
Someday
Yeah, but if there's nothing there to make things change
If it's the same for you why participate
Trouble understands
She's got reasons
He don't
Funny how I coudn't see it all
Until she grabbed up her coat
She goes
She's been here too few years
To take it all in stride
Yeah, well still it's much to long
To let her go
You always say
It would be good to go away some day
Yeah, but if there's nothing there to make things change
If it's the same for you why don't you just participate
You always say
It would be good to go away some day
But if they don't work out like we think
and there's nothing there to ease their sake
and there's nothing there to make things change
If it's the same for you, why don't you just hate
