Title: Mama's Broken Heart
Artist: 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