Lyrics
Two, three, four
If you never want to see me again
I'll blend out of focus into the background
'Til I'm gone
I'm no good at saying adieu
So I won't, and babe, neither should you
Just say, "See you next time" like it's true
But if there's something you need to say
And you don't know how to start
Just feed the birds your final words
The day the hangman grows a heart
All my time's been yours 'til now
And it's up, so we're both feeling down
Maybe in the next life, if we're lucky
All the words we've said and wrote
Mean the same when they're sung
And so we'll say our goodbyes 'til we have more
But if there's something you need to say
And you don't know where to start
Just feed the birds your final words
The day the hangman grows a heart
And the rich all rob themselves
And the wasteland turns from soot to soil
But if you got something left to say
And you don't know how to start
Just feed the birds your final words
The day the hangman grows a heart
And the pope turns back to pine
And your lips are back on mine once more
Like before
So if there's something, say it now