Hello Dress! I have got to throw you out You once hung upon my shoulders As transparent as this doubt. A single thread That's requiring of repair but we are never gonna fix this So these shoulders remain bare I need to throw you out, I need to throw you out But there's no decluttering guru can help me to bin you So we're just gonna hang there A thing of white. Not for purity but maybe for surrender I wore you to say stupid things. But that's alright Because these days I'm only wearing you for yoga Though heaven knows you are too tight I need to throw you out, I need to throw you out But there's no decluttering guru can help me to bin you So we're just gonna hang there Oh they can keep all their fast fashion You know that I can only do ethical I don't even want to wear these clothes When every season feels the same We pull the thread, unravel blame Hanging on the line, a family of rippling sunshine We look much happier don't we? Billowing and empty Without the contempt we fold away