:sing: You can tell the world you never was my girl:sing:
:sing: You can burn my clothes when I'm gone:sing:
:sing: Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been:sing:
:sing: And laugh and joke about me on the phone:sing:

:sing: You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone:sing:
:sing: You can tell my feet to hit the floor:sing:
:sing: Or you can tell my lilps to tell my fingertips:sing:
:sing: They won't be reaching out for you no more:sing:

:sing: But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: I just don't think it'd understand:sing:
:sing: And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: He might blow up and kill this man:sing:
:sing: Ooo:sing:

:sing: You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas:sing:
:sing: Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg:sing:
:sing: Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips:sing:
:sing: He never really liked me anyway:sing:

:sing: Oh tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please:sing:
:sing: Myself already knows that I'm okay:sing:
:sing: Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind:sing:
:sing: It might be walking out on me today:sing:

:sing: But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: I just don't think it'd understand:sing:
:sing: And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: He might blow up and kill this man:sing:
:sing: Ooo:sing:

:sing: But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: I just don't think it'd understand:sing:
:sing: And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: He might blow up and kill this man:sing:
:sing: Ooo:sing:

:sing: Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart:sing:
:sing: He might blow up and kill this man:sing:
:sing: Ooo:sing:

Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooo