Coat Rack

So, if you’re looking for a place to call your home
I’ll offer you my room
It’s not much, but it can be your throne
And it comes with my heart, you should know
And by the way, I saw that journal-reading cop
And I told him you say hello

So is this a place where you could hang your hat?
Don’t you see my hat’s always been hanging on your old coat rack?
The one in the corner that held your father’s overcoat
Jackets way too small now, cause everybody grew up

So put your dress on and you can do my tie
And I swore that I’d listen last time that you did this
But here I am with my tie in my hands
Hold it up to your eyes
A sacrifice
I’m yours if you can tie this right

See that brown sweatshirt in the closet?
Well, that’s mine
Your mom washed it that time you got car sick
And I never got it back
I want it back
But it’s useless
(We both outgrew it)

So put your dress on and you can do my tie
And I swore that I’d listen last time that you did this
But here I am with my tie in my hands
Hold it up to your eyes
A sacrifice
I’m yours if you can tie this right

So put your dress on and you can do my tie
And I swore that I’d listen last time that you did this
But here I am with my tie in my hands
Hold it up to your eyes
A sacrifice
I’m yours if you can tie this right
A sacrifice
I’m yours if you can tie this right.