It's not simple to say
Most days I don't recognize me
That 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
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
She is messy, but shе's kind
She is lonely most of the timе
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine
It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life
Just slips in through a backdoor
And carves out a person
Who makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
Most days I don't recognize me
That 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
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
She is messy, but shе's kind
She is lonely most of the timе
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine
It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life
Just slips in through a backdoor
And carves out a person
Who makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
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