Self - Marathon Shirt Lyrics
tell me who's to blame for the ink spot, question markblood-stained sleeves in the parking loti've had it since i was twelveand i wear it like hellwash it when it gets worndirty tattered and tornfell in love with meand it wears me with pridewe bathe in ultra tideand i start to feel guiltyand everyone's jealousbecause they wish they had iti'm half a man without ityeah, i'm the king of style, you knowyeah, i'myeah, i'mi'm down and outand i keep on wearing my marathon shirtand i wear it every day till it hurtsand i got no lay overconfident to play in my marathon shirtonce loaned her to a friend for a partyand i worried all night like a mother doesand when she returned, all wrinkled and hopelessshe smelled of cheap cigarettes and other drugsnow, i'd wear her in any seasoni'd wear her for any reasononly promising my wifeday after day, as the colors fade awayi'll remember what she felt like the first timenow i'myeah i'mi'm down and outand i keep on wearing my marathon shirtand i wear it every day till it hurtsand i got no lay overconfident to play in my marathon shirtnow i've come to lay me downyou can sink into the soundand i'm so elatedshe can't be recreatedthe water's turning brownmy baby, she's no hand me downand the clothes keep going roundtell me who's to blame for the ink spot, question markblood-stained sleeves in the parking lotthey all wish they had iti'm half a man without iti'm half a man without ityeah, i'm the king of styleand i keep on wearing my marathon shirtand i wear it every day till it hurtsand i got no lay overconfident to play in my marathon shirt
