Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

She had a couple different daddies

Could never make her mama happy

And her skinny little sister

Got all the attention

So she slept with half the town

And when the gossip got around

 That she was fast

 She blamed her past

We all got our issues

A lot of life we gotta live through

A dozen different reasons to fall apart

 So don't start with all that poor me

 'Cause everybody's got a story

 That'll break your heart

You blame the drinking on your childhood

You blame the school 'cause you don't talk good

Blame the drive-thru for the weight gain

Your hot temper on your last name

You blame your ex for your divorce

 And the judge for the child support that you gotta pay

 And you'd blame God if you prayed

We all got our issues

All the shit we gotta get through

A dozen different reasons to fall apart

 Don't you start with all that poor me

 'Cause everybody's got a story

 That'll break your heart

I could stand and talk for days

 'Bout what the world has put me through

But when you point a finger

 There's three more pointing back at you

We've all got out issues

All the shit we gotta get through

A dozen different reasons I could fall apart

 So I don't wanna hear that poor me

 'Cause everybody's got a story

 And we've got all got a cross to bear

 And nobody's life is fair

 So don't start with all that poor me

 'Cause everybody's got a story

 That'll break your heart

 Yeah everybody's got a story

 That'll break your heart