It's not simple to say
That most days I don't recognize me
But these shoes, and this apron
That place, and it's patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not everything like I used to be
Although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl
She's imperfect, but she tries
She is good, but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
Shе is messy, but she's kind
She is lonеly, most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She's gone, but she used to be mine
It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked for
If I'm honest, I know I would give it all back for a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
That most days I don't recognize me
But these shoes, and this apron
That place, and it's patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not everything like I used to be
Although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl
She's imperfect, but she tries
She is good, but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
Shе is messy, but she's kind
She is lonеly, most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She's gone, but she used to be mine
It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked for
If I'm honest, I know I would give it all back for a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
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