I didn't know it would be this hard

Cause some of these clothes still have their tags

But I didn't grow just to come this far

To dream about silk and settle for rags

Well what can I say, when old habits break

And these clothes don't give as much as they take

What can I do when I don't know who

I am beyond who I've been with all of you

I guess I assumed they could coexist

A delusional blend of safety and risk

I guess I imagined this denim would always fit

Blissful ignorance

But denim don't stretch just to make it fit in

Perhaps we could learn from it

Well what can I say, when old habits break

And these clothes don't give as much as they take

What can I do when I don't know who

I am beyond who I've been with all of you

Well what can I say, when old habits break

And these clothes don't give as much as they take

What can I do when I don't know who

I am beyond who I've been with all of you