Rose Colored Glasses

You said my tight jeans were causing him to sin

and that anyway you never liked girls like me

strutting around with my shirt tucked in

not covering what the boys shouldn't see

you called me a bitch it became my new name

then you tried to teach me to love

your impact stopped where your actions left off

I felt I was never good enough

with rules by which even God wouldn't abide

you set down the iron fist

I fell in lust and the punishment stung like fresh

blood on a suicidal wrist

in spite of the four foot log in your eye

you sought out the speck in my own

you delivered your judgment day after day

from the glass house where you threw stones

rose colored glasses

they were all I knew how to wear

I was young and I had no money

to buy me another pair so I wore my

rose colored glasses

and I tried to see through the pain

you watched me through the rearview mirror

til I was no longer sane

you played the enemy then you played the friend

I never denied you the choice

you stripped away the music of me til I

sang but I heard no voice

I gained twenty pounds put my tight jeans away

and my high heels under the bed

oh I didn't feel sexy but I guess I was pure

lost my body and lost my head

rose colored glasses

I couldn't tell the time nor the hour

I gave you all the control

but in the end you held no power

I wore my rose colored glasses

and I tried to see through the pain

you watched me through the rearview mirror

til I was no longer sane

ten months later and a lifetime of hell when all the eggshells had cracked

oh we parted ways without saying goodbye

and I never once looked back

now yesterday I found your skeleton in my closet

with the memory of what happened to me

I wiped off the dust like a cloud of mistrust in my

personal museum of history

it's an empty feeling I have no girlfriends I tiptoe by them

all in a soft shoe

'cause every time I see a woman's face I'm only seeing you

Rose colored glasses

I never saw you for what you were

not til many years later

when I opened the wound where you hurt me

I wore my rose colored glasses

and I tried to see through the pain

you watched me through the rearview mirror til I was no longer sane

I couldn't tell the time nor the hour

I gave you all the control

but in the end you held no power

I wore my rose colored glasses and I tried to see

through the pain

you watched me through the rearview mirror

til I was no longer sane I was no longer sane I was no longer sane.