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 feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
It might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your doctor by my lip
Or tell your brother Cliff
Whose whiskers tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway
tell her anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not okay
They might be walking out on me today
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
He might blow up and kill this man
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
He might blow up and kill this man
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
He might blow up and kill this man