First cut is the deepest

For those of us who know this...

Sheryl Crow
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OVUSCQwCX8

The first cut is the deepest...
I would have given you all of my heart
but there's someone who's torn it apart
and she's taking almost all that I've got
but if you want, I'll try to love again
baby I'll try to love again but I know

The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
'cause when it comes to being lucky she's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me she's worst
but when it comes to being loved she's first
that's how I know

The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest

I still want you by my side
just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
cause I'm sure gonna give you a try
and if you want, I'll try to love again
but baby, I'll try to love again, but I know

The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest

'Cause when it comes to being lucky she's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me she's worst
but when it comes to being loved she's first
that's how I know

The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest

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:loveya:

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though i prefer this version myself:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LNBGq0Wx030

I like Sheryl

:hi:

i didn't think it could get better than cat...i was wrong.

it makes me cringe

don't listen to it skittles!

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Miss Broadway you say you're so puzzled by this reaction that you get
It seems you're always wanted by the men with which you pet
Yeah, why do you come calling with chests that heave and sigh
When all you did was laugh with them and touch them on the thigh?

These legions that surround you, these victims of your charm
You keep their fires smoldering cause their burning keeps you warm
And this sexual harassment that follows you around
Is just a way to clear the deck for some new prospect that you've found

And I know that you believe each new invention of the truth
And I know the next five minutes are what you're trying to get through
But the man who really loved you, and believed you all along
Has seen the truth and shuddered and is singing you this song...

I'm leaving Miss Broadway
You can't have my words anymore
I'm leaving Miss Broadway
You're games already played
Now I'm just rain on your charade

I saw you on my TV taking credit for my work
And I knew if I said anything that I would be the jerk
There's always some ex-boyfriend, some jealous has-been clown
Trying to muscle in the spotlight, trying to keep the lady down

There's this comfortable old story about the man without a clue
Who rises to the top on work a woman had to do
But political correctness won't accept the inverse true
We just can't see the painted toenails on the foot that fits the shoe...

I'm leaving Miss Broadway
You can't have my love anymore
I'm leaving Miss Broadway
I guess I lost my taste for your carrot in my face

It must be very chilling to stare at your blank page
When integrity is selling and sincerity's the rage
So you work your practiced dogma, your "I'm a victim" cry
You've come a long way, baby, you can smoke and drink and lie...