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Hey Hand me down, try me on Trim the sleeves if they're too long Inside out you see the stitch Inside out you see the stitch Inside out, don't wear the inside wrong Pretty little wrong thing singing Hallelujah Sucker punch, I saw the sucker suckin' on a Luger She don't have the guts, she coulda nearly pulled the trigger No matter what I do I am the bullet going through her Are you drawing people again? Do the threads of their sweaters Hang past the rips in their jeans? Are you drawing people again? Would that turn you inside out Have you showing the stitch? Inside out you see the stitch (showing the stitch) Inside out you see the stitch (showing the stitch) Inside out, don't wear the inside wrong You see the stitch Before you hand me down, try me on Trim the sleeves if they hang too long Inside out you see the stitch Inside out you see the stitch Inside out, don't wear the inside wrong Pretty little wrong thing Oh, I wish I never knew you It was heaven doll, but like a doll I outgrew you That's not to say you're wrong for thinking Age don't add to friction I just don't go in for sweet young things and superstition Are you drawing people again? Do the threads of their sweaters Hang past the rips in their jeans? Can you draw me strung out and slim? Would that turn you inside out Have you showing the stitch? Inside out you see the stitch (showing the stitch) Inside out you see the stitch (showing the stitch) Inside out don't wear the inside wrong You see the stitch