She's like a sweater, old and used
Tossed and overworn too many times through
And she used to look so bright
All her seams so tightly tied
She's like a sweater that's just worn out
Fading, coffee stained, and out of style
And she's just about to run
Before her stitches come undone, mmmmm
She's gunna pack her bags and leave
No more loose, unraveled seams
She is young and she still has her confidence
And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends
She's like a fire in the rain
His words will damp her eyes
And heat her veins
And the love she thought she found
Is just another hand me down
Of dwindled greys
She's gunna pack her bags and leave
No more loose, unraveled seams
She is young and she still has her confidence
And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends
She's found a refuge for her face
A wall dividing her unfortunate displace
And now she stands too high
For them to wring her dry
She's found her way
She's gunna pack her bags and leave
No more loose, unraveled seams
She is young and she still has her confidence
And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends
No it's not too late to tie up those loose ends
No it's not too late to tie up those loose ends
