| t's not simple to say
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| That most days I don't recognize me
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| That these shoes and this apron
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| That place and it's patrons
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| Have taken more than I gave them
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| It's not easy to know
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| I'm not anything like I used to be
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| Although it's true
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| I was never attention's sweet center
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| I still remember that girl
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| She's imperfect but she tries
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| She is good but she lies
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| She is hard on herself
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| She is broken and won't ask for help
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| She is messy but she's kind
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| She is lonely most of the time
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| She is all of this mixed up
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| And baked in a beautiful pie
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| She is gone but she used to be mine
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| It's not what I asked for
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| Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
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| And carves out a person
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| And makes you believe it's all true
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| And now I've got you
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| And you're not what I asked for
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| If I'm honest I know I would give it all back
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| For a chance to start over
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| And rewrite an ending or two
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| For the girl that I knew
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| Who'll be reckless just enough
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| Who'll get hurt but
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| Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised
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| And gets used by a man who can't love
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| And then she'll get stuck and be scared
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| Of the life that's inside her
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| Growing stronger each day
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| 'Til it finally reminds her
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| To fight just a little
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| To bring back the fire in her eyes
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| That's been gone but it used to be mine
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| Used to be mine
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| She is messy but she's kind
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| She is lonely most of the time
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| She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
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| She is gone but she used to be mine
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