Devastated Divorcee

Squeezes into her sexiest hose
And a little black dress from a decade ago
She won't stay home curled up
In that big bed alone anymore

She washed the smell of her kids from her clothes
She's trying not to wonder why the money all goes
Where the cold winds blow
And the picked-over wallflowers grow anymore

But she won't let herself get mad (no, no, no)
She won't lie awake broken hearted and sad (no, no)
And she won't fade away where (away)
The old maids sleep in the shade anymore (way)
And she's not gonna play
The Devastated Divorcee anymore

She'll lock her purse in the truck of the car
And take over the bar like a Hollywood star
She'll leave 'em all rode wet, put up hard
And heart-broken tonight

She'll pout her lips and she'll bat her little eyes
Sit back and wait for the stallion to ride
One who might not a few harmless little scars
To remember her by

She won't let herself get mad (no, no)
She won't lie awake broken-hearted and sad (no, no, no)
And she won't fade away (way)
Where the old maids sleep in the shade anymore (way)
She's not gonna play
The Devastated Divorcee anymore

Woo-hoo-ooo-hoo
Woo-hoo-ooo-hoo

She pauses to push her past from her mind
With her kids at her mom's, she can finally unwind
But she can't put that asshole behind her
No matter how often she tries

She locks her keys in the trunk of the car
And she breaks off a heel walking into the bar
And the longest and hardest thing she can recall
Is the passage of time

But she won't let herself get mad (no, no, no)
And she won't lie awake broken hearted and sad (no, no)
And she won't fade away (way)
Where the old maids sleep in the shade anymore
She's not gonna play
The Devastated Divorcee anymore
She's not going to play
The Devastated Divorcee anymore