Straight lines that cut through the scene
Like you wanted to, blue jeans
Soft loans that spent all last summer
Buying drinks for you, blue jeans
Left hand that crashed near your house
In the ice and snow, blue jeans
A face outside sleeping pressed against
The bay window, blue jeans

You've been trying to protect me
An insect living in your memory

You don't need me to show the way now
they're onto you, blue jeans

And I won't be phoning you today
Unless you want me to, blue jeans

Don't, blue jeans won't cut at the seam,
Like you want them to