I kept the coat from that winter
Frayed cuff, loose stitch at the seam
Still smells like your hallway
And the rain you brought in with me
My phone screen cracked in the corner
Like a map I never could read
I learned how to fold up my wanting
Real neat
I don't need it polished
I don't need it new
Just something that holds up
The way I do
Worn-in, worn-in
Let it be worn-in
Nothing too shiny
Nothing pretending
Worn-in, worn-in
That's how I want it
A little rough around the edges
And honest
I used to hide every bruise line
Under a clean-cut joke and a grin
Now I let the small things show up
Let the light see where I've been
The table got rings from the glasses
The floorboard knows all of my weight
Funny how the truth looks better
After it waits
I don't need a fresh start
I don't need a cure
Just a place to lay my heart down
Plain and sure
Worn-in, worn-in
Let it be worn-in
Nothing too shiny
Nothing pretending
Worn-in, worn-in
That's how I want it
A little rough around the edges
And honest
If you find me tired and honest
With my sleeves rolled up and torn
Don't call that damage
Call it lived-in
Call it worn
I can love what hasn't been fixed yet
I can stay when the glue won't hold
Some things get truer
As they get old
Worn-in, worn-in
Let it be worn-in
Nothing too shiny
Nothing pretending
Worn-in, worn-in
That's how I want it
A little rough around the edges
And honest
Worn-in, worn-in
Let it be worn-in
Still standing here
Still wanting it
Worn-in, worn-in
That's how I want it
A little rough around the edges
And honest
