Hangin' - Bastille

Hindsight’s a wonderful thing

When we’re all experts who pretend

Where’s a good place to begin

Let’s start with the truth

‘Cause it gets you in the end

Hangin' the past out to dry

Stringing up, all of your regrets

No matter how hard you try

They blow round in the breeze

Through the branches in your hair, but

Still through the leaves

The wind keeps blowing, so

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Oh, it’s coming for you

Oh, it’s coming for you

Hindsight’s an unhelpful friend

Who’s waiting there at the end

He catches you unaware

With «I told you so»

And the spirit of the stairs

Now that it all seems so clear

You can end the lies from now on here

Those bits you’d rather forget

Cut them down, cut them down

And lay them all to rest, cus'

Still through those leaves

The wind keeps blowing, so

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Oh, it’s coming for you

Oh, it’s coming for you

Just leave me hangin' in the breeze if it makes you feel better

'Cause still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing

I could just turn the other cheek if it makes you feel better

Cause still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing, but

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Oh, it’s coming for you

Oh, it’s coming for you

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

Don’t leave me hangin'

I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you