Hannah

I guess it was about time

To go and find out what you'd made of things

I guess it was about peace of mind

And maybe we were ready to become just friends

Oh

So I started asking around for you

A friend of a friend gave me your street and your number too

I drove up to your house, knocked on your door

It opened, there was someone that I hadn't seen before

She said, "Hannah does not live here anymore"

I could ask the neighbors, but I'm not sure they'll know

She said something about regrets, about wanting something more

Oh, Hannah does not live here anymore

I guess it felt about right

For you to find this way to say goodbye

One less thing I have to say to you

Now it's written on a piece of paper, lying on a stranger's table

Oh

Ha

I used to want a lot of things

Now a box downstairs is where I keep 'em in

I used to want a lot of things

Now a box downstairs is where I keep 'em in

I used to want a lot of things

Now a box downstairs is where I keep 'em in

Hannah does not live here anymore

I could ask the neighbors, but I'm not sure they'll know

She said something about regrets, about wanting something more

Oh, Hannah does not live here anymore