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