Hanging Around - Gemma Hayes

I used to want the morning

You and me

Just hanging around

But I can’t shake this feeling off

Can’t shake this dead-weight off of my back

It’s a troubled place we stay

But we just play it out

You givetoo much away

It leaves you cold, oh, oh

Got no place else to go

In a daze

Just hanging around

It’s a dirt ground we crawl upon

I’ve stared at your face for much too long

It’s a troubled place we stay

Where we just wait it out

Watch us give too much away

It leaves you cold, oh oh

Cold, oh oh

I used to want the morning

You and me just hanging around

It’s a troubled game we stage

Where we just play it out

Watch us give too much away

And we just wait it out

And the words you meant to say

And the words I gave away

It leaves you cold, oh oh

Cold, oh oh

Cold, oh oh

Cold