Bum Thread Lyrics

Coming apart

Isn't it coming apart now

Trying to start

Doing things smart

But I don't know how

You and your mom

Haven't a thing to remember

Other than all

All of this life that we live together

'Cause a bum thread

Is fraying the edge of my hem

It's something you said

Flirting with everyone's hospital dress

You made a mess

When I make the bench

That in itself will be something

But you hang your legs

Over the edge

And I'll start melting

I have a total

Of seventeen words to describe this

He who is wise in the art of love

Doesn't praise his beloved

Until he has him

'Cause a bum thread

Is frayed at the edge of my hem

It's something you said

Flirting with everyone's hospital dress

You made a mess

This isn't like you

This isn't like you at all

You don't sound like yourself

This isn't like you

This isn't like you, so who are you know

Whose is the face that you're talking through