Kacey Musgraves - Everybody’s Got a Story lyrics
[Kacey Musgraves - Everybody’s Got a Story lyrics]
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 was she fast, she blamed her past
We've all got our issues
A lotta 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 drinkin' on your childhood
You blame thе school 'cause
You don't talk good
You blame the drivе-thru for the weight gain
Your hot temper on your last name
You blame for your ex for your divorce
Blame the judge for the child
Support that you've gotta pay
And you'd blame God if you prayed
So, yeah, we've all got our issues
All the shit we gotta get through
A dozen different reasons to fall apart
So don't you start with all that "poor me"
'Cause everybody's got a story
That'll break your heart
I could sit and talk for days about
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 our 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 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
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 was she fast, she blamed her past
We've all got our issues
A lotta 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 drinkin' on your childhood
You blame thе school 'cause
You don't talk good
You blame the drivе-thru for the weight gain
Your hot temper on your last name
You blame for your ex for your divorce
Blame the judge for the child
Support that you've gotta pay
And you'd blame God if you prayed
So, yeah, we've all got our issues
All the shit we gotta get through
A dozen different reasons to fall apart
So don't you start with all that "poor me"
'Cause everybody's got a story
That'll break your heart
I could sit and talk for days about
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 our 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 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