Beautiful - Wussy

The fire chief beleives

It started in the leaves

And spread across the yard and up the arbour

A cigarettte alone

Burnt us out of house and home

Abandoned on the sidewalk

Where the sirens and the pirates picked our bones

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful

Than I am today

Our everyday attire

We lost it in the fire

Now we’re sifting through the cinders and the ashes

Searching for a sign

The remains of yours and mine

Suspecting all along we may have saved it if we’d only taken time

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful

Than I am today

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful

Than I am today

If the bruises and the scars reflect the people that we are

I guess that you could say that we’re beyond it

The fire’s flickered out

But the damage and the doubt

Make me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind the couch

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful

Than I am today

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful

Than I am today

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful

Than I am today

I’m not the monster that I once was

Twenty years ago I was more beautiful