My name is Amelia I used to be a pretty girl
Got married cause it was time
No reason I finished school
He didn't know how to be kind
I just took it on the chin
Never did learn to fight him
Gave up everything to him
Now the kids are all long gone
Busy and far away
Never found much for myself out there
So it's here I stay
But I've got a little money
I'm here to run this home
Too old to spend it now
It's just a little something of my own
This is my story like so many girls before
Just another story that doesn't matter anymore
Ah there's a pretty little girl I see from time to time
Got her picture here next to me seeing myself in her sometimes
She hold on know what is hers
She's got nothing she needs to hide
She gives it away when she wants to
And just wanna know how it was to fight
The world outside the room
Is a place she calls her own
My story is almost over
Hers has just begun
I support a few dollars
When nobody can see
A little something of my own
For that sweet girl for me
This is my story like so many girls before
Just another story that doesn't matter anymore
My story is almost over
Hers has just begun
She's telling it to everyone
