Golden One Video (MV)

Worn out, worn out like that sweater
Remember that sweater that you loved and wore too many times
You ruined it
Tired, you can see that I'm tired
Tired is my heart, you couldn't figure out what to do with it

Fallen, I guess I had fallen
Fallen for a daydream or what could have been a preconceived idea of you
Angry, I think about it and I'm angry
Angry that I couldn't seem to get up
What was I to do

We knew there was more to know
And it wasn't in the desperate reflection of the other
Who was so conveniently close
And so far away

Can't satisfy your desire to be comforted
I'm not a soft blanket
I'm not a cup of tea
Treat me like the ashes of your cigarette
An illustration of your apathy