I see the scars from a mad man's knife
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Marks on your wrist where he had you tied
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You try and tell me it doesn't mean a thing
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I hear the sad songs you're left to sing
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You thought you could take it, day after day
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You're blessed to be able to still walk away
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Your mother told you they were dirty old men
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They say if you don't play you can't win
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You want love, you need love
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There's love on the mountain
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His hands were folded as if to pray
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But he never had any words to say
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He walked beside you then and he left you alone
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To face the fear that he places in your soul
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Prodigal girl, come in out of the cold
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Rest your feet before you explode
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Prodigal girl, I know you're hurt
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I know what they stole
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Mountain
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Bride |