She Used to be Mine
It's not simple to say
That most days I don't recognize me
These shoes and this apron
That place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not anything like I used to be although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
But I still remember that girl
She is messy, but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine
Who'll be reckless, just enough
Who'll get hurt but who learns how to toughen up
When she's bruised and gets used
By a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck
And be scared of the life that's inside her
Growing stronger each day
Till it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone but used to be mine
Used to be mine
She is messy, but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine
