Your Shirt Lyrics - Metropolitan Hotel - Chely Wright

There's a rip in the elbow of the left sleeve 

And one button doesn't match 

You sewed that one on yourself 

And at the time it made me laugh 

It's frayed on the collar it's so old and faded out blue 

And I'll never wash it 'cause 

It smells so exactly like you 

When you left it I'm sure 

You didn't think twice about it 

But the irony is that I can't live without it 

I wear your shirt like it's your arms around me 

I put it on and you just surround me 

It's so soft on my skin 

Like the touch of your hands 

So good it hurts 

I should burn it I know 

Tear it up I'm this close 

But for the moment I just can't let go 

Of your shirt 

It keeps me warm when I sleep 

And those nights I don't 

It keeps me company 

I've got it on in the mornings having coffee 

And after work when I'm watching TV 

It's my comfort it's my torture and yes I realize 

It's just some worn out old fabric 

But it's my consolation prize 

And I'd be a wreck in a New York minute 

If I think too long of how you held me in it 

I wear your shirt like it's your arms around me 

I put it on and you just surround me 

It's so soft on my skin 

Like the touch of your hands 

So good it hurts 

I should burn it I know 

Tear it up I'm this close 

But for the moment I just can't let go 

Of your shirt