HEARTBRAKES

I got flowers for your mama to get on her good side

But nothing ever will compare to the apple of her eye

Baby boy could do no wrong

Bless her heart, thinks she raised him right

Saw that so-called friend of yours you swore that's not your type

Then saw a message on your phone, I read between the lines

You can call me crazy

Yeah, call me what you like

What I've done is justified

Lord, forgive me for what I've done

He forced my hand on a loaded gun

Strike that match, send it up in flames

We both know that you're the one to blame

You made your bed, that's your mistake, so I'll be on my way

'Cause I'm all gas, no heartbrakes

I ain't washing down my blues or wasting my good wine

I won't shed a single tear 'cause it ain't even worth crying

I stole your precious four-wheel drive and took it for a joyride

Lord, forgive me for what I've done

He forced my hand on a loaded gun

Strike that match, send it up in flames

We both know that you're the one to blame

You made your bed, that's your mistake, so I'll be on my way

'Cause I'm all gas no heartbrakes

I'm pedal to the metal, I'm running out that door

You can save your lies, you're not my problem anymore

I'm pedal to the metal, I'm running out that door

What's a girl to do but settle the score?

Lord, forgive me for what I've done

He forced my hand on a loaded gun

Strike that match, send it up in flames

We both know that you're the one to blame

You made your bed, that's your mistake, so I'll be on my way

All gas, no heartbrakes

All gas, no heartbrakes