Mama's Broken Heart - Miranda Lambert



The Experience:                    
I want to forget what happened. Don't want to feel the pain in my broken heart. No one understands me. They say it will go away. They say I'm exaggerating. But it's my heart, not theirs. Miranda Lambert sings about something that makeup and good manners can't cover over. Something worse than heartbreak: not having anyone who understands...

The Video
It's a bit slow, and a little odd, but the music video still paints a good picture of the masks we feel forced to  put on over our own hurts - and of how sad those masks can leave us.

My Take:
You need someone who listens. Someone to help you through bad times. But why listen to lame adult advice? You'd like to tell your mam to skip it all. You'd like to tell her that all you need is a shoulder to cry on... 
So tell her. Opening up is hard, especially when no one seems to understand you. But often it's the only way to help them understand.

Ask Yourself:
Who can I count on to understand me? What do I do when I feel alone and misunderstood?

LYRICS:


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

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