She Used to be Mine

It's not simple to say
That most days I don't recognize me
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 center
But I still remember that girl

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

Who'll be reckless, just enough
Who'll get hurt but who knows 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
'Til it finally reminds her

To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone but used to be mine
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
Baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone
But she used to be mine