All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you
I climbed across mountaintopsTravel across the ocean blue
I cross over lines and broke all the rules
And baby I broke them all for you
Oh because even when I was flat brokeYou made me feel like a million bucks
You do, I was made for you
- The Story, by Brandi Carlile
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