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 & leave No more loose, unravelled seams She is young & 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 & 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 & leave No more loose, unravelled seams She is young & 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 & leave No more loose, unravelled seams She is young & she still has her confidence And it's not too late to tie up those loose ends