Wound Up - LeAnn Rimes

Little Carrie Ann what a beautiful girl

From the moment she was born

She was always perfect

Whole town said, why can’t you be more like her?

Lights go on and she’s ready to spin

On stage doing all the things she’s told to

Puts on a show in front of the whole damn world

I pray to the heaven to try to save her soul

'Cause that sweet little angel is not the girl I know

She gets wound up

She gets higher by the minute

Turns the sound up

To drown out all the pain

They all think they know her

But no one really knows

That she goes a little crazy sometimes

sometimes

She parks her car at the top of the hill

Only inches from the edge

Where shes almost falling

Stares at the sky till shes drowning in the rain

Nice dress, nice smile

What a wonderful child

If they only knew all the lies shes told them

It’s too complicated for her to explain

She prays to the heaven to try to save her soul

'Cause the sweet little angel is close to letting go

She gets wound up

She gets higher by the minute

Turns the sound up

To drown out all the pain

They all think they know her

But no one really knows

That she goes a little crazy sometimes

She goes crazy sometimes

I pray to the heaven to try to save her soul

'Cause that sweet little angel is close to letting go

She gets wound up

She gets higher by the minute

Turns the sound up

To drown out all the pain

They all think they know her

But no one really knows

That she goes a little crazy sometimes, sometime

She goes crazy sometimes, sometimes