Вђ“ Undone (the Sweater Song) | Weezer

He didn't stop. He turned and walked toward the gate, the thread trailing behind him like a lifeline or a fuse. He heard the yarn snag on the rosebushes. He felt the tension on his chest as the fabric grew thin.

He looked down. There was a tiny blue thread snagged on the corner of the coffee table. He reached out and gave it a playful tug. It didn't snap. Instead, a quarter-inch of his sleeve unraveled.

“If you want to destroy my sweater,” he muttered under his breath, but she didn’t hear him. Weezer – Undone (The Sweater Song)

Eli felt a strange lightness. The more he walked, the more the sweater disappeared. By the time he reached the backyard, his right arm was bare. The cool night air hit his skin, a sharp contrast to the humid chaos inside.

By the time he hit the sidewalk, the sweater was a ghost. A pile of blue wool lay scattered across the living room floor, tangled under the feet of dancers who didn’t know they were standing on his skin. He didn't stop

Eli sat on the edge of a faded velvet sofa, his back against the wall. He felt like a loose thread in a room full of tightly woven patterns. To his left, a girl he barely knew was shouting a story about her roommate over the thump of a bassline.

He was standing under a streetlamp, half-dressed and shivering, but the air finally felt easy to breathe. He looked back at the house. The party was still going, but he was gone. He was just a naked wire, finally unhooked from the wall. If you'd like to , let me know: Should I focus more on the dialogue between Eli and Maya ? He felt the tension on his chest as the fabric grew thin

As he walked toward the kitchen for a drink, the thread caught on a door handle. He kept walking. A thin blue line began to stretch across the hallway. People stepped over it. Some didn't notice. A guy in a leather jacket tripped, swore, and kicked the string aside.