Denim Lyrics

Washed out

Off trend and unclean

Tore up

He ripped us at the seams

Hit me below the belt

He don't know what he means

The difference between the boy and me

He lives in his own reality

Aint no zippin my mouth

And you get what you see

Now he's wearing me out does he think that I'm denim?

And he's so delicate so what should I tell him?

I'm his favorite jeans

He must think that he's holy

Tries to patch me up

With money like he owns me

Now he's wearing me out cause he thinks that I'm denim

Pants down and he's so embarrassed

Turned round expecting a fucking kiss

Baby we're not in love

And you're so full of shit

Got me looking like the idiot

Bend over backwards to make it fit

No it's not like a glove

You can go suck my dick

Now he's wearing me out does he think that I'm denim?

And he's so delicate so what should I tell him?

I'm his favorite jeans

He must think that he's holy

Tries to patch me up

With money like he owns me

Now he's wearing me out cause he thinks that I'm denim

Denim

Denim

Denim

Denim

Thinks that I'm denim

Thinks that I'm denim

Denim

Denim

Denim

Now he's wearing me out does he think that I'm denim?

And he's so delicate so what should I tell him?

I'm his favorite jeans

He must think that he's holy

Tries to patch me up

With money like he owns me

Now he's wearing me out cause he thinks that I'm denim