Old Hat - Ben Kweller, Chris Morrissey

Hello sweet friend of mine

I want to talk, see how you are

What’s new?

Are you feeling fine?

Do you like South Lake?

Do you work all the time?

This whole month has been a waste

And I got no taste for going out

Ever since you left home, I been shamefaced

But I’d rather be erased than hold you down

I never wanna be the old hat you put on your pretty head

I never wanna be the old hat you put on your pretty head

Now I know I, I talk too much

Worry 'bout things that can’t be controlled

And I can’t decide, always up on the fence

And I don’t make no sense, and baby I know that gets old

But I never wanna be the old hat you put on your pretty head

I never wanna be the old hat you put on your

My tornado love, tore it all down

Now I’m face down in all this muddy guilt

You know I wanna make you smile again

Warm your heart again, like an old worn out quilt

Now listen, I’ll be your glove, I’ll be your scarf

I’ll be the cross that covers your heart

But I don’t want you to get tired of me honey

After such a good start

I never wanna be the old hat you put on your pretty head

I never wanna be the old hat you put on your pretty head

Your pretty head, yeah yeah yeah

Your pretty head