I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors,
I screamed his name till the neighbors called the cops,
I numbed the pain at the expense of my liver.
Don't know what I did next, I just 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.
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.
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 just 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.
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,
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.