She's a bro[G]ken [C] lady [G] waiting to be [C] mended
Like a pot[G]ter would [C] mend a broken vase [G] [F] [C]
[G] A broken [C] lady [G] waiting to be [C] mended
And have what's [G] left of the pie[D]ces put back in [C] place
Her [G] love was like a fortress around a man she would have died for
Takin' [C]care to take care of all he [G] needed
But the la[A]dy's fortress slowly turned into a prison
And the warn[D]in' signs he [Am7] gave she never heed[D7]ed
She [G] vowed every morning that what God joined together
No one [C] else in the world could put apart [A]
Then the walls came [A] tumbling to the ground
And her world came crashing down around her [Am7] heart [D7]
Repeat first verse
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