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She never planned on The life she got Married young And then she just got caught Years fly by When you’re raising kids She’s just a carbon copy Of what her momma did She was a perfect picture Of a perfect wife Out of focus In her perfect life So safe, so warm No hint of danger Wasting years With the perfect stranger Chorus: But tough luck’s The only luck she’s known And tough luck To build your life on hope (Oh) But she bought the deal She made the vow She’d walk away But she’s just too proud To ever throw in the towel Tough luck Convinced herself That life made perfect sense Two-car garage And a white picket fence Sometimes she feels Like such a hypocrite She’s just a face in the portrait And that’s about it Get This Ringtone

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