it's just like a pair of new jeans

when i first saw you

i was captivated

you're the best

and i look good with you

i chose you

i brought you home

i pick you over others

i took good care of you

while you make me feel oh-so pretty

but one day

you just stop

either i'm getting fatter

or the tear on the knee is too big

or a bottle of ink spilled onto you

so

i couldn't count on you anymore

that's how it is