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Smithfield

The Rust

 

The Rust

(album: Smithfield - 2015)


Like an old Chevy pulled from the junkyard heap
You saw a picture in your head of what I could be
It takes a coat of paint
It takes a little faith
It takes a while to see
And like a busted old Gibson with some worn out strings
With a little bit of fixing, you can make me sing
It takes a steady hand
Time to understand
Just what to make of a girl like me

I'm a little worn out, but I never broke down
I know my edges are rough
All these scratches and scars, every piece of my heart
You came and patched them up
'Cause when you look at me you find the strength that's underneath
Oh you can see the beauty through the rust

I gave my heart to another, left it out in the rain
By the time the storm was over I was wasting away
You dusted off the pain, all my darkest days
You pulled me out of the mess I made

I'm a little worn out, but I never broke down
I know my edges are rough
All these scratches and scars, every piece of my heart
You came and patched them up
'Cause when you look at me you find the strength that's underneath
Oh you can see the beauty through the rust

Oh you see all the things inside me that I can't
And you take me as I am

I'm a little worn out, but I never broke down
I know my edges are rough
All these scratches and scars, every piece of my heart
You came and patched them up
'Cause when you look at me you find the strength that's underneath
Oh you can see the beauty through the rust
Oh you can see the beauty through the rust

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