When I wear his shirt It feels like. Like his skin over mine And the little holes and tears And shreds on it Are the memories of the past That I wasn't there for But somehow I feel like I understand more When it's against my skin. It's an armor, like a barrier from the world Like our secret nobody else knows And I like that.. You know It makes me feel like a woman It makes me feel sexy It makes me feel It makes me feel like I'm his