Hanging Your Picture Up to Dry

I'm hanging your picture up to dry
Hanging your picture up to dry
Your picture soaked up every lonesome teardrop from my eye
Now I ain't got nothing left to cry

The neighbours they can't stand me anymore
The neighbours they can't stand me anymore
They won't take another night of listening to me cry
Calling out your name until I'm hoarse

Someday you'll see that you belong to me
Till that time has come I'll get no rest
Someday you'll find that all your love is mine
Till that time has come I will remain

Just hang your picture by my door
Hanging your picture by my door
Every time a knock comes on, my heart will drop to my feet
Though I know it's not you anymore

Hanging your picture up to dry
Hanging your picture up to dry
Maybe by the time it's dry I'll learn to start anew
Or maybe I'll just lay down and die



Credits
Writer(s): Max Christian Clarke
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