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Sara Bareilles, She Used To Be Mine

it’s not simple to say

that 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 simple to say

I’m not anything like I used be although it’s true

I was never attention’s sweet center 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 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 sued 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 am honest

I know w would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or 2 for the girl I knew

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