It's Hard To Tell The Singer From The Song

She's lost a lot of herself that time cannot replace

Bits and pieces of herself, gone without a trace

She's been a-holding on to anything that happened to be there

She's all used up and forgotten and scattered everywhere

Oh, she's not an angel, so don't look for her wings

She's a hurtin' woman who lives the song she sings

She learned them all the hard way, on the streets of life alone

That's why it's hard to tell the singer from the song

One by one, her young years were gone before she knew

Wasted on some loser who was only walkin' through

Each time her bruised and lonely heart tried to break the fall

Rather put the pieces of the life on the wall

Oh, she's not an angel, so don't look for her wings

She's a hurtin' woman who lives the song she sings

She learned them all the hard way, on the streets of life alone

That is why it's hard to tell the singer from the song

Yes, that is why it's hard to tell the singer from the song