Billy Ray Cyrus

You can tell the world, you never was my girl
you can burn my clothes up when Im gone
you can tell your friends just what a fool Ive been
and laugh and joke about me on the phone
you can tell my arms go back to the farm
you can tell may feet to hit the floor
or you can tell may lips to tell my fingertips
they wont be reaching out for you no more
CHORUS but dont tell my heart
my achy breaky heart
I just dont think hed understand
and if you tell my heart
my achy breaky heart
he might blow up and kill this man