Текст песни Beautiful Pain - Sheryl Crow , Rosanne Cash
Do
you
wanna
be
honest
Or
do
you
wanna
win?
You
could
have
it
all
If
you
could
gracefully
give
in
Like
when
a
martyr
go
sees
a
martyr
Lookin'
in
the
mirror
makes
you
cry
harder
'Bout
your
glitterin'
ball
and
chain
In
love,
in
love
with
your
beautiful
pain
Excuses
and
all
theories
Peak
themselves
and
die
Even
when
they
don't
hold
water
You
try
to
keep
them
safe
and
dry
An'
trade
your
moan
for
a
positive
tone
Reassured
by
ads
about
things
you
own
And
so
we
go
through
this
again
In
love,
in
love
with
your
beautiful
pain
If
everything
went
runnin'
smoothly
You'd
soon
lose
who
you
were
Oh,
the
pain
and
hurt,
for
that's
your
real
So
go
on,
go
back
to
her
You
packed
up
all
your
troubles
You
let
me
play
the
bars
An'
hiked
out
to
the
meadows
And
lay
down
on
the
fragrant
moss
Put
down
your
own
tree
Then
meticulously
built
a
cross
right
there
And
stared
back
at
me
An
climbed
up
on
it
again
In
love,
in
love
with
your
beautiful
In
love,
in
love
with
your
beautiful
In
love,
in
love
with
your
beautiful
pain
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