Mmm, mmm
Little piece of Alabama, smile for the camera
For the looks and the glamour
Like a nail to a hammer, she's always comin' down
Who the hell's been talkin' 'round of applause and
She's gettin' high, then she fallin'
She gettin' tall, then she crawlin'
What you runnin' from?
Is it a lie that her daddy told her
Is it a scar that she got at thirteen
Is it the late night cryin' sessions?
Is it the bones of a broken dream?
Well, feathered wings don't mean you're flyin'
Is it a crime to heal the hurt?
She don't need a man that keeps talkin'
She needs a man of his word
She's always lookin' for a savior, someone who will shape her
Yeah, a builder not a breaker
A doer not a sayer
But they never come
As the love in a stranger room wakes her
Well, she don't feel anythin' but the dark and the danger
Is it a lie that her daddy told her
Is it a scar that she got at thirteen
Is it the late night cryin' sessions?
Is it the bones of a broken dream?
Well, feathered wings don't mean you're flyin'
Is it a crime to heal the hurt?
She don't need a man that keeps talkin'
She needs a man, well, she needs a man of his word
Of his word
Promises easily made are easily broken
And love is more than words that are spoken
Is it a lie that her daddy told her
Is it a scar that she got at thirteen
Is it the late night cryin' sessions?
Is it the bones of a broken dream?
Feathered wings don't mean you're flyin'
Is it a crime to heal the hurt?
She don't need a man that keeps talkin'
She needs a man, well, she needs a man of his word
Of his word
Ah, of his word
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