Doctorin' a Lone Heart

i always imagined
maybe by twenty two
i'd find a nice man,
a steady hand,
meant what he said
n' maybe followed through
.
but the years keep on unravelin'
looking myself in the mirror
how in the hell did i wind up
as a one gal grounds crew,
doctoring a heart
slashed,
burned
ripped in two;
.
you left me with a big ass tattoo
right across my heart,
chared with the memories
i made running with you;
these cows n' i,
matching scars
n' twin tattoos
have a lot in common
c'ept they belong to something
that won't drop them outta the blue

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