Lyrics to Denim
You said, "Love don't stretch like it used to."
But I still fit your type in a loose mood
Riding the silence like a seam rip
Still tug at my mind like a toothpick
I was soft when you leaned in
Now I'm cuffed to the edge of your feelings
Fold me then flex like you mean it
Don't wanna be a fit for the season
Baby I was tailored to your rhythm
You stitch me in your decision
Fold me up just to relive it
Won't admit that you miss it
I know it's something bout' me in my denim (oh baby)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (oh don't get too close)
Wore me out, call it vintage
Hung me up, still can't quit this
Must be something bout me in my denim
Something bout' me in my denim (denim)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (venom)
Wore me out, call it vintage
Hung me up, still can't quit this
Must be something bout me in my denim (oh)
You don't like me too close, cool
But somehow I'm still your go to
Saying you don't need the full thing
But texting like you might come through
You ghost just to see if I'll chase (no way)
Then act up when I give you space
I was soft when you leaned in
Now I'm cuffed to the edge of your feelings
Fold me then flex like you mean it
Don't wanna be a fit for the season
Baby I was tailored to your rhythm
You stitch me in your decision
Fold me up just to relive it
Won't admit that you miss it
I know it's something bout' me in my denim (got you all over me)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (I told you don't get too close)
Wore me out, call it vintage
Hung me up, still can't quit this
Must be something bout me in my denim
(Can't get over my body)
Something bout' me in my bed (on ya body)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (still feel it oh)
Wore me out, call it vintage (oh wore me out)
Hung me up still can't quit this (still can't get over)
Must be something bout' me in my denim
(Me and my denim)
But I still fit your type in a loose mood
Riding the silence like a seam rip
Still tug at my mind like a toothpick
I was soft when you leaned in
Now I'm cuffed to the edge of your feelings
Fold me then flex like you mean it
Don't wanna be a fit for the season
Baby I was tailored to your rhythm
You stitch me in your decision
Fold me up just to relive it
Won't admit that you miss it
I know it's something bout' me in my denim (oh baby)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (oh don't get too close)
Wore me out, call it vintage
Hung me up, still can't quit this
Must be something bout me in my denim
Something bout' me in my denim (denim)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (venom)
Wore me out, call it vintage
Hung me up, still can't quit this
Must be something bout me in my denim (oh)
You don't like me too close, cool
But somehow I'm still your go to
Saying you don't need the full thing
But texting like you might come through
You ghost just to see if I'll chase (no way)
Then act up when I give you space
I was soft when you leaned in
Now I'm cuffed to the edge of your feelings
Fold me then flex like you mean it
Don't wanna be a fit for the season
Baby I was tailored to your rhythm
You stitch me in your decision
Fold me up just to relive it
Won't admit that you miss it
I know it's something bout' me in my denim (got you all over me)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (I told you don't get too close)
Wore me out, call it vintage
Hung me up, still can't quit this
Must be something bout me in my denim
(Can't get over my body)
Something bout' me in my bed (on ya body)
Faded blue but you still feel the venom (still feel it oh)
Wore me out, call it vintage (oh wore me out)
Hung me up still can't quit this (still can't get over)
Must be something bout' me in my denim
(Me and my denim)
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