I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners - Trisha Yearwood

It took a while for me
To see things as they were
In the light of truth
It wasn't you, it was me
I let myself get used to
Drowning in the hurt
Against the wall
Who'd've thought, it was me
From there, I couldn't even
Look over my shoulder
I kicked down all the walls
And started all over

(Chorus:)
And I don't paint myself
Into corners anymore
In a brittle heart of clay
I threw my brushes away
The tools of the trade
That chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I don't paint myself into corners anymore

When you left, you left me with
No other choice at all
But to sink to my knees
And cry
I never knew
Just how far a soul could fall
Like a rock
Couldn't stop, didn't try
I locked myself behind
Shades of misery, yeah
But when I let you go
I set myself free

(Repeat chorus)

Yeah, the tools of the trade
That chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I don't paint myself into corners anymore
I don't paint myself into corners anymore