Loose Ends

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