Tell me, who's to blame for the ink spot, question mark?
Blood-stained sleeves in the parking lot
I've had it since I was twelve, and I wear it like hell
Wash it when it gets worn, dirty, tattered and torn
Fell in love with me, and it wears me with pride
We bathe in Ultra Tide, when I start to feel guilty
And everyone's jealous, 'cause they wish they had it
I'm half a man without it - yeah, I'm the king of style, you know?
Yeah, I'm-
Yeah, I'm-
I'm down
And out
And I'll keep on wearing my marathon shirt
And I'll wear it every day till it hurts
And I've got no lady over her
Confidence aplenty, in my marathon shirt
Once loaned her to a friend, for a party
And I worried all night, like a mother does
And when she returned, all wrinkled and helpless
She smelled of cheap cigarettes, and other drugs
Now, I'd wear her in any season, I'd wear her for any reason
Only promise in my life's that shirt of mine
And day after day, as her colors fade away
I'll remember what she felt like the first time
You know
That I'm-
Yeah, I'm-
I'm down
And out
And I'll keep on wearing my marathon shirt
And I'll wear it every day till it hurts
And I've got no lady over her
Confidence aplenty, in my marathon shirt
Now I've come to lay you down
You can soak into the sound
And I'm so elated
She can't be recreated
And the water's turning brown
My baby, she's no hand-me-down
And the chords keep going down
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Tell me, who's to blame for the ink spot, question mark?
Blood-stained sleeves in the parking lot
They all wish they had it, I'm half a man without it
I'm half a man without it - yeah, I'm the king of style, yeah
And I'll keep on wearing my marathon shirt
And I'll wear it every day till it hurts
And I've got no lady over her
Confidence aplenty, in my marathon shirt
And I'll keep on wearing my marathon shirt
And I'll wear it every day till it hurts
And I've got no lady over her
Confidence aplenty, in my marathon shirt
In my marathon shirt
In my marathon shirt
In my marathon shirt