I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners

(Rebecca Lynn Howard/Trey Bruce)



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

Against the wall

Who'd of thought,it was me

From there I couldn't even look over my shoulder

I kicked down all the walls and started all over.



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 memory to me

Are out the door

I don'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

I couldn't stop,didn't try

I locked myself behind shades of misery

But when I let you go,I set myself free.



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 memory to me

Are out the door

I don't paint myself into corners anymore.



The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me

Are out the door

I don't paint myself into corners anymore.