Her

Sometimes life just slips in through a back door and carves out a person and makes you believe it's all true.
And now I've got you, but you're not what I asked for.
If I'm honest, I know I would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two.
For the girl that I knew.

Who'll be reckless, just enough.
Who'll get hurt, but who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised.
And then she'll get stuck.
And be scared of the life that's inside her.
Growing stronger each day 'til it finally reminds her.
To fight just a little, to bring back the fire in her eyes.
That's been gone, but used to be mine.