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