Used - Lorrie Morgan
Show me a picture of a perfect life
I want to see it want to know what it looks like
Anybody got a grip on life
I want to know call me up tell me what it feels like
I can't remember what it was to dream
I can't sleep with my soul so unclean
Gotta wake up gotta let it go
Maybe I lost my way
Maybe I made mistakes
Who cares I could quit but I didn't
Maybe I loved too much
Maybe I've lost too much
I'm used but then who isn't
When we talk about the both of us
I feel like an old tire on a street bus
I'm not bitter I gotta pull out my pride
Everybody's got a skeleton
In the closet and you gotta live with them
Feels like a fishhook in my side
Maybe I lost my way
Maybe I made mistakes
Who cares I could quit but I didn't
Maybe I loved too much
Maybe I've lost too much
I'm used but then who isn't
Maybe I crashed and burned
But look at how much I've learned
Who cares I'm living
I have to forgive myself
'Cause I can't be no one else
Well I'm used but then who isn't
I'm used but who isn't
