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
Watch us give too much away
Leaves you cold, old

Got no place else to go
In a daze just hanging around
It's a dirt groud 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
Leaves you cold, old
Cold, old

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
In the words you meant to say
In the words I gave away
Leaves you cold, old
Cold, old