G
She had a couple different daddies
Could never make her mama happy
Em
And her skinny little sister
Got all the attention
C
So she slept with half the town
And when the gossip got around
             Em
That she was fast
               D
She blamed her past

C
We all got our issues
A lot of life we gotta live through
Bm                                 Em
A dozen different reasons to fall apart
         C
So don't start with all that poor me
             D
'Cause everybody's got a story 
                   G
That'll break your heart

G
You blame the drinking on your childhood
You blame the school 'cause you don't talk good
Em
Blame the drive-thru for the weight gain
Your hot temper on your last name
C
You blame your ex for your divorce 
                                                   Em
And the judge for the child support that you gotta pay
                           D
And you'd blame God if you prayed

C
We all got our issues
All the shit we gotta get through
Bm                                 Em
A dozen different reasons to fall apart
           C
Don't you start with all that poor me
             D
'Cause everybody's got a story 
                   G
That'll break your heart

Em
I could stand and talk for days
Bm
'Bout what the world has put me through
C
But when you point a finger
D
There's three more pointing back at you


C
We've all got out issues
All the shit we gotta get through
G                                      Em
A dozen different reasons I could fall apart
           C
So I don't wanna hear that poor me
       D
'Cause everybody's got a story 
 C
And we've got all got a cross to bear
Bm                        Em
And nobody's life is fair
         C
So don't start with all that poor me
            D
'Cause everybody's got a story 
                    G
That'll break your heart
          C            D
Yeah everybody's got a story 
                   G
That'll break your heart