She was a loner type
Found it was easier that way
With no one to break the peace she gained
From learning to walk away

And he was without good reason
For changing her life the way he did
He took her for everything
Stripped her of dignity

It’s a lonely life
Never that easy these days
The money to pay the bills
It just don’t come easily
And he was a man that didn’t care anyway
He’d just play the clown and sit around all day

With an atmosphere
You could have cut it with a knife

It’s the fool in me
It wouldn’t be hard to see it
Others can hide themselves away
I have to live with it
Nobody wants left on a fence
Or spiritually die in ignorance
It’s all just a chance you take
Reality’s final break

With an atmosphere
You could have cut it with a knife

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