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(Rebecca Lynn Howard/Trey Bruce)
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
- Album:
- No Rules
- Miscellaneous
- Christmas Cookies
- CDX, Volume 215: June 1999
- A Country Christmas 1999
- Gotta Get it Hits: Country
- This Is Your Country
- New Country 9
- Providence: Music From the Television Series
- 100 Country
- Songs for Worship: Country
- The Apostle (Music from and Inspired By the Motion Picture)
- Country Linedancing, Vol. 2
- I Need a Vacation
- Forgive
- God Is In the House
- What Dying Feels Like
- Rebecca Lynn Howard
- No Rules (Bonus Track Edition)
- Country Linedancing - Volume 2