Hung Me Out To Dry - Young Statues

Blame it on your friends

No, it won’t stay as it always has been

I want to say I’m on my way, oh

Blame your friends

You’re going off and on again

They all say that’s a waste of a time

You’ll never figure out that they wanted you to break

It’s far too much to take

They want to pass it off

Now if it were up to me

You’re getting off the point again they all say

That you’re right in line

You’ll never figure out that I wasn’t late on purpose

Do I make you nervous?

Did you have to close your eyes?

Hung me out to dry again

And the devil is your new best friend

You play his game oh, far too well

And if you wanna know why I can tell

You blame your friends

I wanna say it all again

Before it’s just a waste of a time

I wanna watch it all as it turns into a circus

Does it have a purpose?

I’ll stay at home instead

Take my hand

You’ll never get to find a time

When you were just wasting around

You’ll never get to say that the drugs ain’t make you nervous

They never make you perfect

But you’ll take them anyway

You hung me out to dry again

The devil is your new best friend

You play his game oh, far too well

And if you wanna know why I can tell

You blame your friends