Heart Of Fabric: Love's Stitches Epilogue
You're coming apart at the seams
your heart's been ripped apart
Trying to hold onto something, but there's nothing
You keep pulling the threads until there's nothing left
All the stitches that kept you together have been severed
You walk around with manufactured feelings like fake leather
That smile stitched to your face is fabricated like lace
CHORUS:
But I will help you pick up all the pieces
fix you up in perfect stitches
I'll knit you out of love into a dress fit for a princess
It may cause some static, 'cause my heart is in the fabric
And no one will wear you out or dress you down
You'll never be seen without a crown
You are more precious than silver or gold
You can't be bought or sold
You are a timeless classic
You're beautiful, 'cause my heart is in the fabric
Though you were put together from scratch
you're a beautiful mess and I love you to death
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