Little me gave her heart away so easily
I was an open wound bleeding sadness on anyone who would listen
and He wouldn't listen.
I was pushing life around
A bully of fate
Who took baths in hate for those who broke her
Someone washed me clean
Someone washed me clean
Ive been stitching my frock of survival
Repairing the glitches in my machine
and You make me better
and You make it easier
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