Velveteen

(Velveteen) (Velveteen) (Velveteen) I see you getting fit I can't make sense of it At night, you roll up your jeans And pull on your velveteen Tonight you're on the stairs What are you doing there? Take off your lethargy And down the banister you slide Who is she? Because I know that it can't be me Who is she? Because I know that it can't be A closet full of lace Acquired recently Who am I to debase In this economy? Is she a perfect ten? Have you found Christ again? Then tell me you don't have the time To cop to it and vanish in the night Who is she? Because I know that it can't be me Who is she? Because I know that it can't be me You fell away And I know how it all boils down You hesitate, maintain charade And I fall to the bottom, the bottom again We used to tell each other everything And now we're passing ships in night We used to tell each other all the lies And in a fairly civil way Whatever gets you through the night Who is she? Because I know that it can't be me Who is she? Because I know that it can't be me Who is she? 'Cause I know that it can't be me I know that it can't be me I, I know that it can't be me (who is she?) I know that it can't be me (who is she?) I know that it can't be