Beautiful

The fire chief believes it started in the leaves
And spread across the yard and up the arbor
A cigarette alone burned us out of house and home
Abandoned on the sidewalks where the sirens and the pirates pick 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 fires 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 than I am today