Songtext von The Jacket Song

I'm sorry man for the way that I've treated your love You were softest quilts and lined with guilt But that's just how you were All crumpled, all curved Second hand and made in Japan that's my love Given to me by Jim Magee But that's just how it was You were damp, you were lost And did you ever feel the same Or was it all a labeled game And there she comes with her perfect seam lined dress You know the one that's quilted across the breasts I love that dress I'm sorry for the way that I've treated your love We had a pact but I was fucked But that's just how it goes You were lonesome, you were stowed Did you ever dream of me Before you were taken by the machine There she comes with her perfect seam lined dress You know the one that's a cut above the rest Oh man, I love that dress Our will in time, in time We'll meet another mirror in your life for A final crimson, door to door My second hand love