You can tell the world
You never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I'm gone
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 arms
Go back onto the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
You can tell my lips
To tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more

But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man

You can tell your mom
I moved to Arkansas
You can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff
Whose fist can tear my lips
He never really liked me anyway

Or tell your Aunt Louise
Tell anyone you please
Myself already knows I'm not ok
You can tell my eyes
To watch out for my mind
He might be walking out on me today

Don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man

You can tell my arms
Go back onto the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
You can tell my lips
To tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more

But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man