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I DON'T PAINT MYSELF
INTO CORNERS ANYMORE

III THE SIYLE 0F

Trisha Yearwood
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

in the light of truth.
It wasn't you, it was me.
it was me?
From there, I couldn't even

look over my shoulder.
Who'd have thought,
and started all over.
From there, I couldn't even

look over my shoulder.

I kicked down all the walls
I threw my brushes away.

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

In a brittle heart of clay,
are out the door.
I don't paint myself

into corners anymore.

memory to me,
Instrlunental
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 falh

But to sink to my

knees, and cry.
l locked myself behind
shades of misery, yeah.

Like a rock, couldn't stop,
didn't try.
l locked myself behind

shades of misery, yeah.

But when I let you go,
I set myself freez
The tools of the trade
that chained your

In a brittle heart of clay,
I threw my brushes away.
I don't paint myself

into corners anymore.

memory to me,
are out the door.
Yeah, the tools of the trade
that chained your

memory to me,
are out the door.
I don't paint myself

into corners anymore.

memory to me,
are out the door.
I don't paint myself
into corners anymore.
I don't paint myself

into corners anymore.
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Title
I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners
Artist
Trisha Yearwood
Brand
CAVS Karaoke
(15 Other Versions)
Code
CAVS-06549
Genres
country, country music, folk music