The Jacket Song - Palma Violets

Im sorry ma’am for the way I’ve treated your love

You’re as soft as quilts and lined with guilt

but thats just how you were

all crumpled, all crooked

second hand and made in japan, thats my love

given to me by jim macgee

but thats just how it was

you were damp, you were lost

and did you ever feel the saaame?

or was it all a labeled gaaame?

and there she comes with her perfect sea mile dress

you know the one thats quilted across the breast

i love that dress

I’m sorry for the way that I’ve treated your love

we had a pact but i was fucked

thats just how it goes

you were lonesome, you were stoned

did you ever dream of me?

before you were taken by the machine?

there she comes with her perfect sea mile dress

you know the one thats a cut above the rest?

oh man i love that dress

oh and in time in time you’ll meet another miller in your life

full a final, a crimson

door to door

a second hand love