Mama s Broken Heart - Miranda Lambert
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
Don t know what I did next all I know,
I couldn t stop
Word got around to the barflies
and the baptists
My mama s phone started ringin off the hook
I can hear her now sayin
she ain t gonna have it
Don t matter how you feel,
it only matters how you look
Go and fix your make up,
girl it s 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 ain t my mama s broken heart
I wish I could be just a little less dramatic
Like a Kennedy
when Camelot went down in flames
Leave it to me to be holdin the matches
When the fire trucks show up
and there s nobody else to blame
Can t get revenge
and keep a spotless reputation
Sometimes revenge is 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 it s 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 ain t my mama s broken heart
Powder your nose, paint your toes
Line your lips and keep em closed
Cross your legs, dot your I s
And never let em see you cry
Go and fix your make up,
well it s 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 ain t my mama s broken heart
