Puttin¡¯ on my makeup
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Puttin¡¯ off the hard stuff
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Hoping that it passes
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Fake smile & eyelashes
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I wash my hands and try not to think
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Or dirty up my bathroom sink
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I¡¯m at it again with mama
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Everybody¡¯s so tired of the drama
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Were still fighting like I¡¯m sixteen
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And I guess we always will be
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She taught me how to pray and drink
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And how to clean the bathroom sink
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[CHORUS:]
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It's amazing, the amount of rejection
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That I see in my reflection
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And I cant get out of the way
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I'm lookin¡¯ forward to the girl I wanna be
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But regret has got a way of staring me right in the face
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So I try not to waste too much time
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At the bathroom sink
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It all gets complicated
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And sometimes overrated
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Glamour at its finest
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Just means someone¡¯s hidin¡¯
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From their own reality
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And the mirror at their bathroom sink
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[CHORUS]
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I pray as I get ready
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Forgot to make me steady
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And I thank him for his patience
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And I take my medication
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And bless this day and all it brings
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And I clean up the bathroom sink
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Bathroom Sink
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| Miranda Lambert |
