print box shirt

Do you still have what I got you last Chrtistmas I got you a shirt you've never worn I don't see you much anymore I guess this is our new norm Guilt, shame, envy, pain It all strums from one chord Blanket statements, hollowed faces I know thats what we've become I still wear that ring To this day Friends don't mean nothing If you throw them away But you needed peace And you found it that way I think it's funny how things rearrange Guilt, shame, envy, pain It all strums from one chord Blanket statements, hollowed faces I know thats what we've become Guilt, shame, envy, pain I know of them very well Blanket statements, hollowed faces That seems to be where you excel Do you still have what you got me last Christmas I got you a shirt You've never worn