Overcoat likes to keep under herself
In-between stiches of doubt
Right as you start to sew up an old tear
You find that you've run out of thread
Chest of drawers
Let your doors
Open and close
I would but my fabrics all gone
Button up likes to show me that she's down
Never opening her mouth
So the socks gather in groups of one, two
Speaking up ways to love you
Chest of drawers
Let your doors
Open and close
I would if my hinges weren't broke
Handles bend
Fabrics gone
Hinges mend
I'm glad to see that you can stand when you're down
Up and down, turn arounds' got me again
It's a good thing that I can
It's a good thing that I can
It's a good thing that I can