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