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