Amelia

My name is Amelia, I used to be a pretty girl
 Got married cause it was time
 No reason to finish school
 He didn't know how to be kind
 I just took it on the chin
 Never did learn to fight him
 Gave up everything to him
 Now the kids are all long gone
 Busy and far away
 Never found much for myself out there
 So it's here I stay
 But I've got a little money
 I'm here to run this home
 Too old to spend it now
 It's just a little something of my own
 This is my story like so many girls before
 Just another story that doesn't matter anymore
 Ah, there's a pretty little girl I see from time to time
 Got her picture here next to me, seeing myself in her sometimes
 She holds on know what is hers
 She's got nothing she needs to hide
 She gives it away when she wants to
 And this one knows how to fight
 The world outside the room
 Is a place she calls her own
 My story is almost over
 Hers has just begun
 I slip her a few dollars
 When nobody can see
 A little something of my own
 For that sweet girl for me
 This is my story like so many girls before
 Just another story that doesn't matter anymore
 This is my story like so many girls before
 Just another story that doesn't matter anymore
 This is my story like so many girls before
 Just another story that doesn't matter anymore
 My story's almost over
 Hers has just begun
 She's telling it to everyone