Written by Brandy Clark/Shane McAnally/Kacey Musgraves
Intro: Am E Am E Am I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors, E I screamed his name till the neighbors called the cops, Am I numbed the pain at the expense of my liver. E Am strum then mute) Don't know what I did next, I just know I couldn't stop. Am Word got around to the barflies and the Baptists, E My mama's phone started ringin' off the hook. Am I can hear her now sayin' she ain't gonna have it. E Am Don't matter how you feel, it only matters how you look.Am Wish I could be just a little less dramatic E Like a Kennedy when Camelot went down in flames. Am Leave it to me to be holdin' the matches E Am When the fire trucks show up and there's nobody else to blame. Am Can't get revenge and keep a spotless reputation. E Sometimes revenge is just a choice you gotta make. Am My mama came from a softer generation E Am Where you get a grip and bite your lip just to save a little face.Am Go and fix your makeup, girl, it's just a breakup E Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady Am 'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together E Even when you fall apart E Am But this ain't my mama's broken heart.Solo: Am E Am E BRIDGE: Am (for the entire bridge) 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.Am Go and fix your make up, girl; its just a break up. E Run and hide your crazy and start actin like a lady Am 'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together E Even when you fall apart E Am But this ain't my mama's broken heartAm Go and fix your make up, girl; it's just a break up. E Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady Am 'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together E Even when you fall apart E Am But this ain't my mama's broken heart.
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