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