Safety Pins

Folding the corners in half
Halving the half, so its quartered
I seem to spend my life sorting
But things are never quite sorted

What's going out, next year is coming in
Held together with safety pins
Don't think about it too deeply
I'll just pretend that I'm sleeping

Whatever you want, take it, I don't care 
I've tried on every colour, in every pair
Nothing in life seems to it right
Nothing in life seems to fit

But I wish his love didn't linger
Trace a line on my back with your finger
No, I don't need to be saved,
But things are easier that way"