Hers (interlude) - Justin Timberlake

When I wear his shirt, it feels like

Like his skin over mine

And the little holes and tears and shreds on it are

Are, are the, the memories of the past that I wasn’t there for

But, that somehow I, I

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

(I'm his, I’m his, I’m his, I’m his, I’m his)