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There's a rip in the elbow of the sleeve
And one button match
You that one on yourself and at the time it made me laugh
frayed on the collar, it's so old and faded out blue

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

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

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

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

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

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

So good it
I should burn it, I know tear it up I'm this
But for the
I can't let go of your shirt

Your shirt, I your shirt