You tell the world you never was my girl You can burn my clothes when I'm gone Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone You can tell my feet hit the floor Or you can tell lilps to tell my fingertips They won't be reaching out for you no more
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 He might blow up and kill this Ooo
You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg Or your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips He really liked me anyway
Oh tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please Myself already knows that I'm okay Oh you can tell my eyes to 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 it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up kill this man Ooo
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo
tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo