Isaac Anderson - Hanging Up

Hanging up
For all the times I never loved enough 
Lining up 
Lining up to take the rope for us

You tied me to an aeroplane 
That pulled me through the sky 
And there’s something ’bout the fall
That makes me sure I won’t survive 
But it’s hard to free the noose
That you wrapped round my mind

Won’t you back it up?
With that kind of curse you can’t hang it up
And words don’t mean nothing 
I’d give it up
But love’s never lost ‘till you’ve had enough 
And I’ve got to get away because 
I’m still hanging on to every word you say 

Hanging up
For all the times I never gave a fuck
But you won’t let me down 
I’m spinning round above the ground 
And I’m thunderstruck 

I’m feeling like a champion 
But my face is turning red
As I try to call it quits 
And get to grips 
And catch my breath
But it’s hard to free the noose
That you wrapped round my neck 

Won’t you back it up?
With that kind of curse you can’t hang it up
And words don’t mean nothing 
I’d give it up
But love’s never lost ‘till you’ve had enough 
And I’ve got to get away because 
I’m still hanging on to every word you say 

Won’t you back it up?
With that kind of curse you can’t hang it up
And words don’t mean nothing 
I’d give it up
But love’s never lost ‘till you’ve had enough 
And I’ve got to get away because 
I’m still hanging on to every word you say