Hang Around Here

Your tongue is a razor blade

(should be) careful of the things you say

('cause you) you speak your mind at me all day

(of stitching) of stitching up the games we play

Hey yeah, don't have to hang around here

Hang around here

I keep getting left behind

Hey yeah, don't have to hang around here

Hang around here

I'll go someplace I can't be found

I'll hang like my picture of you

The one I took of you coming down

Your sitting on the sideways chair

My feet never touch the ground

Hey yeah, don't have to hang around here

Hang around here

I keep getting left behind

Hey yeah, don't have to hang around here

Hang around here

I'll go someplace I can't be found

I'll go someplace I can't be found

I'll go someplace I can't be found

I'll go someplace I can't be found