Beautiful

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