Shirt Lyrics - The Belle Brigade - The Belle Brigade

I am dry, I'm your shirt, and I've been hung out on a line 

And I have designs so if you stain me, I will still seem fine 

But really, you're just wearing me out 

Yeah really, you're just wearing me out 

Yeah I've been told, my momma said, I wear my heart on my sleeve 

But I try to hide and roll it up, but every time it comes back creased 

And no one is gonna iron me out 

No, no one is gonna straighten me out 

Yeah one of these days, it's coming on 

I think that I might just unfold 

I'll rip the seams and tear some holes 

And I'll probably get sold 

But no one's gonna wear me out 

No, no one's gonna wanna wear me out 

Yeah one of these days, you'll put me on 

I might not fit you anymore 

But I won't mind, I'll always find 

My way into another drawer 

And no one's gonna wear me out 

No, no one's gonna wanna wear me out 

I am dry, I'm your shirt, and I've been hung out on a line