The piece of thread popping out of my pants
It’s bothering me
I’m sure it’ll be fine if I cut it off
But I’ll forget about it and wear these pants again

I’ll be rotting away in a corner
Waiting for someone to open the door
But then will be buried like this
Without being able to make a single sound
It’s passing, passing

We won’t be able to go far
Till a new habit forms
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new person comes
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new habit forms
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new person comes

When a mountain forms between your eyebrows
Don’t think about climbing down, just go
I’m alright, just the way things are
I’m alright, just the way things are

When a mountain forms between your eyebrows
Don’t think about climbing down, just go
I’m alright, just the way things are
I’m alright, just the way things are

We won’t be able to go far
Till a new habit forms
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new person comes
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new habit forms
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new person comes

We won’t be able to go far
Till a new person comes
We won’t be able to go far
We won’t be able to go far
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new habit forms
We won’t be able to go far
Till a new habit forms