I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors
I screamed his named till 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 Baptist
My mama's phone started Ringing off the hook
I can hear her now saying 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 acting like a lady
'Cause I raised you better got a keep it together
Even when you fall apart, well, 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 holding the matches
When the fire trucks show up and there's nobody else to blame
Can't get revenge and keep a spot less reputation
Sometimes revenge is a choice you got a make
My mama came form a softer generation
When you get a grip and bite your lip just to save her little face
Run and hide your crazy and start acting like a lady
'Cause I raised you better got a keep it together
Even when you fall apart, well, this ain't my mama's broken heart
Powder your nose paint your toes line your lips and keep them closed
Cross your legs dot your eyes and never let 'em see you cry
Run and hide your crazy and start acting like a lady
'Cause I raised you better got a keep it together
Even when you fall apart, well, this ain't my mama's broken heart