Look how she's grown
You said that I don't know the half of it
The broken heart
And whatever comes after it
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I heard the news
Of death, divorce, and disarray
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And you'reiba
Tattoos
But somehow now I hold the pain
Now it kills me to say
That I've been wrong about you all this time
And now you look just like your father
You've always had your mother's eyes
I just wanted you to know
You'll never learn to grow without giving it some fight
But you went head to head with disaster
Still came out the other side
Was it like
Was it like




Or did the walk out hurt like hell
The good, the bad and the in-between
For a small part of yourself
Been this way since seventeen
I can picture you there
After all it's in the magazines
It's not as if they're going anywhere but
I'm still having flashbacks
They scare me to death
The sight of the abstract art that
Looked like scars from your eyes


They're a waste for the fun of the bad
Look how you've grown
You say I should have seen the worst of it
But if I'd have known
I don't think I would have cared one bit
But if I'd have known I don't think I would have cared one bit
But if I'd have known I don't think I would have cared one bit