| She’s graceful to the eye
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| Elegant and tall
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| To see her walking by
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| You’d think she had it all
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| But I see her all the time now
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| A little red around the eyes now
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| Even so it doesn’t show
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| 'Till I hear it in her words there
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| Just a little bit slurred there
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| Then I know, I know
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| That she’s drinking again
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| Started sinking again
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| What’s she sinking within?
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| Well, I don’t know
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| But she’s drinking again
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| Started sinking again
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| What’s she thinking of then?
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| Well, I don’t know
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| None of this is new
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| It all went down before
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| When she made it through
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| I thought she knew the score
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| But she’s nothing left to hope with
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| 'Cause it’s such a lot to cope with
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| Even still, I think she will
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| 'Cause she’s trying really hard now
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| Letting down her guard now
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| Until, until
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| She starts drinking again
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| She starts sinking again
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| What’s she sinking within?
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| I don’t know
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| But she’s drinking again
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| Started sinking again
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| What’s she thinking of then?
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| Well, I don’t know
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| But she dreamed of being so fine
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| And she dreamed of having someone by her side
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| And even when her dream had died
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| Still she dreamed that she could somehow make it right
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| Lipstick smudging her face
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| Hair all over the place
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| They say she’s a disgrace
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| But they don’t know
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| If she’s drinkin' a lot
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| And if she says that she’s not
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| Is she able to stop?
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| I don’t know, I don’t know |