[Strophe]
F 
It's not simple to say 
          C 
That most days, I don't recognize me 
           Dm 
That these shoes and this apron 
  
That place and its patrons 
     Bb 
Have taken more than I gave them 
F 
It's not easy to know 
        C 
I'm not anything that I used to be although 
          Dm 
It's true, I was never attention's sweet center 
  Bb 
I still remember that girl
[Refrain]
F 
She's imperfect but she tries 
       C 
She is good but she lies 
      Dm 
She is hard on herself 
      Bb 
She is broken and won't ask for help 
       F 
She is messy but she's kind 
       C 
She is lonely most of the time 
       Dm 
She is all of this mixed up and 
                     Bb 
baked in a beautiful pie 
                               F 
She is gone but she used to be mine
[Strophe]
F 
And it's not what I asked for 
         C 
Sometimes life just slips in through a backdoor 
    Dm                                                Bb 
and carves out a person and makes you believe it's all true 
  
And now I've got you 
F 
And you're not what I asked for 
       A7/C# 
If I'm honest I know I would give it all back 
      Dm 
for a chance to start over 
                     Bb 
And rewrite an ending or two 
  
for the girl that I knew
[Refrain]
         F 
Who'd be reckless just enough 
          C 
Who'd get hurt but who learns how to toughen up 
           Dm 
When she's bruised and gets used 
                   Bb 
By a man who can't love 
  
And then she'll get stuck 
       F 
And be scared of the life that's inside her 
    A7/C# 
Growing stronger each day 
  
'Til it finally reminds her 
   Dm 
To fight just a little 
                               Bb 
To bring back the fire in her eyes 
                                F     A7/C# 
That's been gone but used to be mine 
           Dm     Bb 
Used to be mine
[Outro]
    F 
She is messy but she's kind 
       C 
She is lonely most of the time 
       Dm 
She is all of this mixed up 
               Dm/C      Bb 
and baked in a beautiful pie 
                               F 
She is gone but she used to be mine