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She drew a picture of you with wings
But you drew lines in the sand
She drew herself as a newborn
Wrapping her fingers around your hand
But maybe the wings were really arms
Art is only what you make of it
Cause she also gave herself bunny ears
When she drew herself in a crib
She drew a picture of a house
One I presume she's never seen
She wrote the importance of flowers
Cause you can have them for free
I guess that she kept me from jumping the gun
Love is only what you make of it
She drew a picture of a family practice
While she drew herself in a crib
She drew a picture of a flaming car
She drew up papers for her class ring
I was an expensive mistake
Taper it off, and let the healing begin
Maybe the wings were really checks
Debt is only what you make of it
I went and picked her flowers
While she drew herself in a crib
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