Giddy up,
we don't cry over all that stuff,
it's fine
Let it go,
wash your clothes, hang it on the line to dry
Buckle up, bought a cup, another day in paradise
Giddy up,
we don't cry over all that stuff,
it's fine
I play it cool like I don't care
Everyone says I'm self-aware
Tying little pretty yellow ribbons in my
hair Last night my boy went out on the town
He messed around and I found out You bet
your lucky stars I'll push it all down
It's a secret,
can you keep it?
Give me a minute,
I can make this place a room to rage in
I'll admit it,
I need to be admitted You always said
I was crazy but I'm freaking insane
Every time that you call,
I bang my head against the wall
I'm not the way that I was raised I play it cool like I don't care
Where is a girl who's ripping out her hair?
Giddy up,
we don't cry over all that stuff,
it's fine
Let it go,
wash your clothes,
leave it on the line to dry