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There's a rip in the of the left sleeve
And one button doesn't
You sewed that one on yourself and at the time it me laugh
It's on the collar, it's so old and faded out blue

And I'll wash it
'Cause it so exactly like you when you left it
I'm sure you think twice about it
But the irony is that I can't without it

I your shirt like it's your arms around me
I put it on and you surround me
It's so soft on my
Like the touch of hands

So good it hurts, I burn it I know
Tear it up I'm close
But for the
I can't let go of your shirt

It keeps me warm I sleep
And those nights I
It keeps me
got it on in the mornings having coffee
And after work I'm watching TV

It's my comfort, it's my and, yes, I realize
It's just some out old fabric
But it's my prize
And I'd be a wreck in a New minute
If I think too of how you held me in it

I wear your shirt like it's your around me
I put it on and you surround me
It's so soft on my
Like the touch of your

So it hurts
I should burn it, I know it up I'm this close
But for the
I just can't let go of your

Your shirt, I your shirt