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 easy to know I'm not anything like I used to be
Although it's true, I was never attention's sweet sender
I still remember that girl
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 used 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
You're not what I asked for
If I'm honest, I know
I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
Who was reckless just enough
Who gets hurt
But who learns how to toughen up
When she's bruised
And gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck and be scared
Of the life that's inside her
Growing stronger each day
Till it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone, but it used to be mine
That used to be mine
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 pie
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a pie
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a pie
She has gone, but she used to be mine
She is gone, but she used to be mine