Something here don't feel right
What a wicked web you weave
In the fabric of our love life
You wear your heart upon your sleeve
Maybe I'm not your first love
You swore I'd be your last
But the hand that fits in that glove
Is from the corners of your past
It don't fit me, I don't want it
Don't you dress me in your hand-me-down love
I don't want it, it don't fit me
Don't want your hand-me-down love
Some say this outfit suits me
But our common thread hangs loosely
And it's causing me to slip
You claim that your heart has mended
Your love's tailor-made for me
But what devotion has descended
Is worn at the knees
It don't fit me, I don't want it
Don't you dress me in your hand-me-down love
I don't want it, it don't fit me
Don't want your hand-me-down love
It don't fit me, I don't want it
Don't you dress me in your hand-me-down love
I don't want it, it don't fit me
Don't want your hand-me-down love
Your hand-me-down love
Your hand-me-down love