Socks

The first time we made love
I wore socks
Now we’re just worn out
Or maybe just worn down
We just fuck
I guess everybody grows
Out of somethings and into others, don’t we?
But I hate the thought of
Growing out and into another
You’re my favorite pair
Don’t wanna throw you in the wash
No, I wouldn’t dare
Lose any bit of what I love about you
Don’t wanna lose you like that
It’s been a year now and
I still feel good
And that’s strange enough
Too soon to know it
But for now I want this
You’re the one I see it all with
I guess everybody knows
The younger you are the less you’re sure of most things
But I hate the thought
Of growing out and into another
You’re my favorite pair
Don’t wanna throw you in the wash
No, I wouldn’t dare
Lose any bit of what I love about you
Don’t wanna lose you like that
You’re my favorite pair
Don’t wanna throw you in the wash
No, I wouldn’t dare
Lose any bit of what I love about you
Don’t wanna lose you like that