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[00:22.230]She's the kind of lady that calls everybody baby
[00:25.930]Honey
[00:26.590]Sugar
[00:27.090]Sweetie
[00:27.700]She's always making friends
[00:29.200]And she keeps us all locked outside her thick leather skin
[00:33.820]She always starts with a smile
[00:35.740]It's small and butter yellow
[00:37.870]But easier than a handshake
[00:39.810]Doesn't like her hands touched
[00:42.090]She tans alot
[00:43.520]Gets burnt alot
[00:45.000]Smoking through the cartons
[00:46.540]But then gets put out so much
[00:48.110]She's considered a bargain
[00:50.550]She was born on the fourth of July with her hand on her heart
[00:53.970]Loves america
[00:55.030]And being patronized
[00:56.340]No one ever told her to guard her heart
[00:59.250]She was an angel for halloween once
[01:01.720]But never again
[01:02.810]And for christmas ever year she's haunted by demons
[01:07.250]They always tell her they love her
[01:18.450]She used to believe in innocence until she lost it
[01:26.060]And spent a long summer
[01:27.380]Riding the trains
[01:28.260]She has cats and collectors plates to keep her sane
[01:31.510]Watching tv in her favorite chair
[01:33.610]Both of which are rented
[01:35.210]She's alone
[01:36.330]And surrounds herself with loners
[01:38.930]Her life is a loan
[01:40.130]Lent out to anyone who will own her
[01:42.180]Waiting for the night to sweep her off her feet
[01:44.590]While she mops the bathroom floor
[01:46.760]Hoping for a winning ticket or a man to treat her right
[01:50.010]But they're both a gamble and she's been a loser all her life
[01:54.160]And if she had a nickel for every time she's been punched and kicked
[01:58.610]She'd put it together with her camel cash
[02:01.020]Try to buy some happiness
[02:02.950]They always tell her they love her
[02:11.110]But then they take something from her
[02:24.620]She would always show us her dreams
[02:27.680]They were crumpled up like leaves from holding on too tight
[02:30.700]Scattered in her shoebox coffin on the cardboard walls covered in butterflies
[02:35.120]She's got love in her heart for her babies
[02:38.570]And hope in her mind for tomorrow
[02:41.040]And blood on her hands that only she sees
[02:43.570]Holding the last bit of time that's borrowed
[02:46.930]But you never know where that heart has been
[02:49.730]And we'll never know how hard it's been
[02:51.990]I wanna cut open my chest and let her in
[02:55.340]But that won't fix what needs to mend
[02:57.340]And she stands there unlit cigarette in hand
[03:00.390]Filling up that empty hole with anything that'll pour
[03:03.610]Insides hanging out like a flare
[03:06.020]Warning
[03:06.760]There's beauty in that pain
[03:08.140]Can you see it
[03:08.940]She's crashing through life with seat belt hands
[03:11.800]One accident away from a miracle
[03:13.960]And there's an honesty there
[03:15.520]But I can't take it all in
[03:16.960]She hides the worst of it in the wrinkles
[03:19.500]That's the ache you get when there's no where else to go
[03:23.290]And she's got no where else to go
[03:25.300]She doesn't want to go there
[03:26.810]So I promise I'll go with her
[03:28.630]I promise I'll go with her