She had a couple different daddies
Could never make her momma 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'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 for me
Cuz 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
Yeah we've all got our issues
All the things we gotta get through
A dozen different reasons to fall apart
So don't you start with all that for me
Cuz 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
And when you point a finger, there's three more pointing back at you
We've all got our issues
All the things we gotta get through
A dozen different reasons I could fall apart
So I don't wanna hear that for me
Cuz everybody's got a story
And we've all got a cross to bear
And nobody's life is fair
So don't you start with all that for me
Cuz everybody's got a story that'll break your heart