Rebecca Lynn Howard - I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners Lyrics
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I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners
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What Are The Lyrics For I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners By Rebecca Lynn Howard?
It took a while for me to see things as they were
In the light of truth It wasn't you,it was me I let myself get used to drowning in the hurt Against the wall Who'd of thought,it was me From there I couldn't even look over my shoulder I kicked down all the walls and started all over And I don't paint myself into corners anymore In a brittle heart of clay I threw my brushes away The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me Are out the door I don't paint myself into corners anymore When you left you left me with no other choice at all But to sink To my knees,and cry I never knew just how far a soul could fall Like a rock I couldn't stop,didn't try I locked myself behind shades of misery But when I let you go,I set myself free And I don't paint myself into corners anymore In a brittle heart of clay I threw my brushes away The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me Are out the door I don't paint myself into corners anymore The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me Are out the door I don't paint myself into corners anymore |
Who Wrote I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners By Rebecca Lynn Howard?
Rebecca Lynn Howard, Trey Bruce
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What's The Duration Of The I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners By Rebecca Lynn Howard?The duration of I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners is 5:00 minutes and seconds. |
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