Hang On

It was the cheapest of gifts
It's like a weight has been lifted
And I'm sorry I missed it
Cause it sounds like a blast
We've got trophies for boredom
Like check mail they sort em'
I'm not wasted I'm saved
One foot shaking in the grave

And this sounds like our lives have been tied
It takes money to help ourselves get right
This feels like it isn't real life
I'm sad that you're so lonely, floating in space

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

You can do what you want to me
Or kill me off comfortably
It's not like I mind you poking me in the eye
But she's another story
And rather long and boring
With a rip in her spine
I'm trading love for my life

Is this what being killed feels like?
We're just bugs that gather 'round the porch light
If life's so long, but almost gone
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on

It was a promise unkept
Another day that's been slept
We were a love that went stale
Another lover for sale
She's got all sorts of problems
And now somehow I've got 'em
She spreads like a rash
I have to feed her with cash
She's spreading thin on my soul
I've got no place to go
Can you help me? I'm cheap
I'm passing out in my sleep

Is this what dead people feel like?
We're all bummed when someone doesn't sit right
So goodbye darling don't cry
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on
Just give me something to hang on