I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors...
I screamed his name till the neighbors called the cops...
I numbed the pain with the expenses of my liver...
I don't know what I did next all I know I couldn't stop...
Word got around to the barflies and the baptists...
My mommas phone started ringing off the hook...
I can hear her now sayin she ain't gonna have it...
It don't matter how you feel it only matters how you look...
Go and fix your makeup girl its just a breakup run and hide your crazy and start acting like a lady cuz I raised you better got too keep it together even when we fall apart...
But this ain't your mommas 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 makeup girl its just a breakup run and hide your crazy and start acting like a lady cuz I raised you better gotta keep it together even when you fall apart but this ain't my mommas broken heart...
Go and fix your makeup girl its just a breakup run and hide your crazy and start acting like a lady cuz I raised you better gotta keep it together even when you fall apart...
But this ain't my mommas broken heart...
But this ain't my mommas broken heart...

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