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 were 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
She's gonna pack her bags and leave
No more loose, unravelled 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 was just another
Hand me down of dwindled grace
She's gonna pack her bags and leave
No more loose, unravelled 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
While dividing her unfortunate displace
Now she stands too high for them to ring her dry
She's found her way
She's gonna pack her bags and leave
No more loose, unravelled seams
She is young and she still has her confidence
And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends