<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=105196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Dont Paint Myself Into Corners</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(rebecca lynn howard/trey bruce)<br>It took a while for me to see things as they were<br>In the light of truth<br>It wasnt you,it was me<br>I let myself get used to drowning in the hurt<br>Against the wall<br>Whod of thought,it was me<br>From there I couldnt even look over my shoulder<br>I kicked down all the walls and started all over<br>And I dont paint myself into corners anymore<br>In a brittle heart of clay<br>I threw my brushes away<br>The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me<br>Are out the door<br>I dont paint myself into corners anymore<br>When you left you left me with no other choice at all<br>But to sink<br>To my knees,and cry<br>I never knew just how far a soul could fall<br>Like a rock<br>I couldnt stop,didnt try<br>I locked myself behind shades of misery<br>But when I let you go,i set myself free<br>And I dont paint myself into corners anymore<br>In a brittle heart of clay<br>I threw my brushes away<br>The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me<br>Are out the door<br>I dont paint myself into corners anymore<br>The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me<br>Are out the door<br>I dont paint myself into corners anymore</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Trisha Yearwood - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=105196" data-title="I Dont Paint Myself Into Corners" data-description="(rebecca lynn howard/trey bruce) It took a while for me to see things as they were In the light of truth It wasnt you,it was me I let myself get used to drowning in the hurt Against the wall Whod of thought,it was me From there I couldnt even look..."></div> </div> </div>

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