i cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors
i screamed his name ’til the neighbors called the cops
i numbed the pain at the expense of my liver
dont know what i did next all i know i couldnt stop
word got around to the barflies and the baptists
my mamas phone started ringin’ off the hook
i can hear her now sayin’ she aint gonna have it
dont matter how you feel it only matters how you look
go and fix your make up girl its just a break up
run and hide your crazy and start actin like a lady
’cause i raised you better gotta keep it together
even when you fall apart
but this aint my mamas broken heart
wish i could be just a little less dramatic
like a kennedy when camelot went down in flames
leave it to me to be holding the matches
when the fire trucks show up and theres nobody else to blame
4
cant get revenge and keep a spotless reputation
sometimes revenge’s just a choice you gotta make
my mama came from a softer generation
where you get a grip and bite your lip just to save a little face
go and fix your make up girl its just a break up
run and hide your crazy and start actin like a lady
’cause i raised you better gotta keep it together
even when you fall apart
but this aint my mamas broken heart
powder your nose paint your toes
line your lips and keep ’em closed
cross your legs dot your eyes
and never let ’em see you cry
go and fix your make up girl its just a break up
run and hide your crazy and start actin like a lady
’cause i raised you better gotta keep it together
even when you fall apart
but this aint my mamas broken heart
Artist: Miranda Lambert
Year: 2013
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 176