Used

Used Like an old panio played for generations slowly fading out of tune,
Used like the soul's on the bottom of my favorite pair of dancing shoes
I know I'm not some bright and shinny polished up car that's sparkling new right off the salesroom floorYeah I've got some dents and bruises I've been dropped
and there's a scar where my heart has been broke before,
but in the end I'll be worth a whole lot more
UsedUsed, like a book read so many times front to back it starts to split in two,
Used like a house where a family lived till they died and there's a soul in every roomI know I'm not some brand new neww dress hanging there perfectly pressed,
that never has been worn
I've got some button's missing and there a couple stains
and places where the fabric has been torn,
but in the end I'll be worth a whole lot more,
Used