Woorden: Lisa Loeb. Hand-Me-Downs.

I know we're in September
And this is my house, and this is my town
But my clothes are in the case
And I am leaving

Don't tell me what you spent it on
You always lie, you always lie
And it's a decision
I am leaving

We used to say for fun
Let's say you lived and then you did
You were the leader of us all
The perfect fall

You speak to the weak and old picture of me
Everybody says they wanna be free
And it's a decision
I am leaving

The powder's in the kitchen
The spoon is on the floor
Your sister says it's different now
I don't believe her anymore

And I don't want your hand me downs
They're old, they're all worn out
I don't wanna hang around
I don't want your hand me downs

So now I'm in this hotel room
I'm free and droning on
But the music's way too loud
I wanna skip to the next song

The glass is on the counter
The sheets are on the floor
Your sister says it's not the same
I don't believe her anymore

And I don't want your hand me downs
They're old, they're all worn out
No, I don't wanna hang around
I don't want your hand me downs

So you lie yourself to sleep tonight
But you won't think of me
'Cause your world revolves around you
Or so it seems, or so it seems

And you can't get off and I can't get on
Yourself is all you see
So I don't wanna hang around
I don't want your hand me downs anymore

You speak to the weak and old picture of me
Everybody says they wanna be free
So I am leaving