Brandi Carlile - The story

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All of these lines across my
face

Tell you the story of who I
am

So many stories of where I’ve
been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don’t mean
anything

When you’ve got no one to
tell them to

It’s true, I was made for you

I climbed across the
mountaintops

Travel across the ocean blue

I cross over lines and I
broke all the rules

And baby I broke them all for
you

Oh because even when I was
flat broke

You made me feel like a
million bucks

You do, I was made for you

You see the smile that’s on
my mouth

It’s hiding the words that
don’t come out

All of the friends who think
that I’m blessed

They don’t know I’m in this
mess

No they don’t know who I
really am

And they don’t know what I’ve
been through

Like you do, and I was made
for you

All of these lines across my
face

Tell you the story of who I
am

So many stories of where I’ve
been

And how I got to where I am

Oh but these stories don’t
mean anything

When you’ve got no one to
tell them to

It’s true, I was made for you

Oh yeah, and it’s true that I
was made for you