At The Seams
You look like a cat's play-thing
All torn and fallen apart at the seams
Why would you let yourself be a toy?
You've got lovely parts you have to enjoy

You look like a thriftstore sweater
Faded and worn but somehow still better
How can you let yourself be untrue?
Don't lie inside, you have it all in you

You look like a cat's play-thing
Without any hopes or hopeful dreams
Why would you allow others to rule?
You'll always find they're mostly cruel

You look like a broken window
Shards everywhere but I can't find your hole
Why won't you let me help to mend?
You're worth the time that I would spend

You look like a cat's play-thing
All torn and fallen apart at the seams
Sew yourself, but give the needle to me
I've got one thread that you may need
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