I stole a sweater from the bargain barn
It's got a few bu*tons left
A few threads holding on
Like I held on way too long
Kept it in my pocket but we got to be obnoxious
I just couldn't bring myself to let it go
You keep stealing looks
And you keep holding court
From your twin sized bed behind your bedroom door
And I don't wanna be a s**er for it anymore
When you're replicating all the things that you could say and you claiming you abhor
I don't know why I am so sentimental
Sentimental