you can tell the world you never was my girl
you can burn my clothes when i'm gone
and you can tell your friends
just what a fool i've been
and laugh and joke around me on the phone
and you can tell my arms to go back to the farm
you can tell my feet to hit the floor
or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
they won't be reaching out from you no more
don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
i just don't think he'll understand
and if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
he might blow up and kill this man
and you can tell your ma i'll move to arkansas
you can tell your doctor to bite my leg
or tell your brother cliff whose fist can tell my lip
he never really liked me anyway
or tell you on a leash tell anything you please
myself already knows i'm not okay
and you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
it might be walking out on me today
but don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
i just don't think you'd understand
and if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
he might blow up and kill this man
don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
i just don't think he'll understand
and if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
it might blow up and kill this man but
don't tell my heart my achy breaky heart
i just don't think it'd understand
and if you tell my heart my achy breaky heart
it might blow up and kill this man oh oh
