You said my tight jeans were causing him to sin And that anyway you never liked girls like me Strutting around with my shirt tucked in Not covering what the boys shouldn't see
You called me a bitch it became my new name Then you tried to teach me to love Your impact stopped where your actions left off I felt I was never good enough
With rules by which even God wouldn't abide You set down the iron fist I fell in lust and the punishment stung like fresh Blood on a suicidal wrist
In spite of the four foot log in your eye You sought out the speck in my own You delivered your judgment day after day From the glass house where you threw stones
Rose colored glasses They were all I knew how to wear I was young and I had no money To buy me another pair so I wore my Rose colored glasses And I tried to see through the pain You watched me through the rearview mirror Til I was no longer sane
You played the enemy then you played the friend I never denied you the choice You stripped away the music of me til i Sang but I heard no voice I gained twenty pounds put my tight jeans away And my high heels under the bed Oh I didn't feel sexy but I guess I was pure Lost my body and lost my head
Rose colored glasses I couldn't tell the time nor the hour I gave you all the control But in the end you held no power I wore my rose colored glasses And I tried to see through the pain You watched me through the rearview mirror Til I was no longer sane
Ten months later and a lifetime of hell when all the Eggshells had cracked Oh we parted ways without saying goodbye And I never once looked back
Now yesterday I found your skeleton in my closet With the memory of what happened to me I wiped off the dust like a cloud of mistrust in my Personal museum of history It's an empty feeling I have no girlfriends I tiptoe by them All in a soft shoe 'cause every time I see a woman's face I'm only seeing you
Rose colored glasses I never saw you for what you were Not til many years later When I opened the wound where you hurt me I wore my rose colored glasses And I tried to see through the pain You watched me through the rearview mirror til I was no Longer sane I couldn't tell the time nor the hour I gave you all the control But in the end you held no power I wore my rose colored glasses and I tried to see Through the pain You watched me through the rearview mirror Til I was no longer sane I was no longer sane I was no longer sane.
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