Yes, I like that.
Are you saying (from your previous post) that verse two needs a rewrite to make it fit?
Yes, although I've already made some adjustments. Sorry, I should have posted them before this.
A few subtle changes in v1 and then, looking for the positive spin on this, v2 helps to change the meaning of the chorus without writing a new chorus.
V1
It was a cold night in Nashville, as she stepped out of the cab
Free spirit, hiding from life
Huddled on a park bench, holding all she had
Fallen angel waiting for sunrise
Odds aren’t good that things are gonna change
Because of what she’s heard them say
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She came to town to make the rounds
Belting out that Country sound
Thought that stardom could be found
But all that getting knocked around
Has left her feeling like a clown
Turned her smile into a frown
Put her feet back on the ground
V2
Was a time she had it good, she was Nashville’s girl
Someone told her she’ll go far
Finds herself in olive drab, alone in this world
Angel waiting in the dark
(But)Her mind is made up that things are gonna change
In spite of what she’s heard them say
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She came to town to make the rounds
Belting out that Country sound
Thought that stardom could be found
But all that getting knocked around
Has left her feeling like a clown
Turned her smile into a frown
Put her feet back on the ground