Hung To Dry

I left you hung to dry

Left to die

Left to die

Die, die, die

Die, die, die

I left you out for dead

Let it be said

Let it be said

I'm so sorry

If you need some time

We can meet upon Monday, oh Monday

If you consider me

Some sort of enemy

I understand

But I am just a man

Oh it would be unwise

To take stands on that side

A declaration of the end

You say I've hell to pay

That's what you say

I've hell to pay

Anyway that's what you say

I left you out for dead

Let it be said

Let it be said

I'm so sorry

I've been all over town

Trying to find you

Because I hear you're mad

Oh, I hear you're mad

Still nowhere to be found

Your phone is dead

And it makes me feel bad

But, I don't feel that bad

If you consider me

Some sort of enemy

A declaration of the end

I left you hung to dry

Left to die, left to die

Die, die, die

Die, die, die

I left you out for dead

Let it be said

Let it be said

I'm so sorry