Old Clothes
It's easy to make sure you're still breathing
Staring at the ceiling
I am not a reason you would find yourself asleep
I am but a whisper
Resonating loudly
You can hear me speak but you don't listen to a word
Woah woah
Woah woah
Woah woah
Woah woah
Worn out like your old clothes, throw me away
I hope I never lose this feeling in the moment with you
Okay turn the lights on, can't you see that
I am not the one who is running away from you
It's easy to see the other angles
No one can contain you
Wildflower pressed inside the center of a book
Spoiling the ending
Leading and pretending
Turn another page and you can bury it away
Woah woah
Woah woah
Worn out like your old clothes, throw me away
I hope I never lose this feeling in the moment with you
Okay turn the lights on, can't you see that
I am not the one who is running away, I'm feeling
Worn out like your old clothes, throw me away
I hope I never lose this feeling in the moment with you
Okay turn the lights on, can't you see that
I am not the one who is running away from you