Karaoke Track: I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners by Trisha Yearwood (Pocket Songs)

It took a while
For me to see

Things as they were

In the light of
Truth

It wasn&#39;t you
It was me

I let myself get
Used to drowning

In the hurt

Against the wall
Who&#39;d of thought

It was me

From there
I couldn&#39;t even

Look over my
Shoulder

I kicked down
All the walls and

Started all over

And I don&#39;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
Memory to me
Are out the door

I don&#39;t paint
Myself into

Corners anymore

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 fall

Like a rock
Couldn&#39;t stop

Didn&#39;t try

I locked myself
Behind shades of

Misery, yeah

But when I
Let you go

I set myself free

And I don&#39;t paint
Myself into comers

Anymore

In a brittle
Heart of clay

I threw my
Brushes away

The tools of
The trade that

Chained your
Memory to me
Are out the door

I don&#39;t paint
Myself into

Corners anymore

Yeah, the tools of
The

Trade that chained
Your memory to me
Are out the door

I don&#39;t paint
Myself into corners

Anymore

I don&#39;t paint
Myself into corners

Anymore...