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PWHE

M ONT H LY.

Nashville Edmm
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

It wasn't you
Who'd of thought

I let myself get used

To drowning in the hurt

Against the wall
Who'd of thought
It was me

From there Icouldn'!

Even look over my shouider
Ikicked down a the walks
And started all over

From there Icouldn'!

Even look over my shouider
m a bn'we heart of day
I threw my brushes away

The tools of the trade

That chained your
Memory to me
Are out the doc!

I don't paint myself

Into comers anymore
( Instrumental Break)
When you left

You Ieftme with no
Other choice at all

But to sink
To my knees and cry

I never knewjust how far
A sou! could fall

But to sink
Couldn 't stop didn 't try
I locked myself behind

Shades of misery yeah

Like a rock
I don't paint myself

into comers anymore

Are out the door
I don't paint myself

into comers anymore
( Instrumental Break)
I don't paint myself

into comers anymore

Memory to me

Are out the door
I don't paint myself

into comers anymore

I don't paint myself

Are out the door
I don't paint myself

into comers anymore

I don't paint myself

Into comers anymore
I Don't Paint Myself Into Comers

as perfonned by
Trisha Yearwood
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Title
I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners
Artist
Trisha Yearwood
Brand
Pop Hits
(15 Other Versions)
Codes
PHMN0209-06 PHN0209-06
Genres
country, folk