‘’Hang On'' It was the cheapest of gifts Its 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 shakin' in the grave and this sounds like our lives have been tight it takes money to help ourselves get right this feels like it isn't real like I'm sad that your so lonely, floatin' in space Yeah, Yeah, Yeah you can do what you want to me or kill me off comfortably its 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 traidin' up from my life Is this what bein' killed feels like Were just bugs that gather 'round the porch light It, so long, most 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 un-kept Another day that's been slept We were a love that went stale Another lover for sale And 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 spreadin' thin on my soul now I've got no place to go Can you help me I'm cheap I'm passin' out in my sleep Is this what dead people feel like We're all bums and someone doesn't sit right So goodbye darlin' 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