Ryan Adams

Poor little rose, beaten by the rain
In the wind, in the gale, thunder and the hail
Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane
Without the numbness or the pain, so intense to feel
Especially now it added up through the years
Chorus 1:
And I, I taught myself how to grow
Without any love, and there was poison in the rain
I taught myself how to grow
Now, I'm crooked on the outside
And the inside's broke
Verse 2:
Most of the time, I got nothing to say
When I do, it's nothing, and nobody's there to listen anyway
I know I'm probably better off this way
I just listen to the voices on the TV 'til I'm tired
And my eyes grow heavy, and I fade away
Chorus 2:
'Cause I, I taught myself how to grow
Without any love, and there was poison in the rain
I taught myself how to grow
'Til I was crooked on the outside
I taught myself how to grow
Without any love, and there was poison in the rain
I taught myself how to grow
'Til I was crooked on the outside, inside's caved
Crooked on the outside, inside's caved
Crooked on the outside, inside's caved
I taught myself how to grow old