Mornin’ comes, she wakes up fore it’s light   And starts another day in hell   Tryin’ to get her makeup right cause this time she can’t tell ‚em that she fell   He’s sleepin’ off another one so she tiptoes around   She don’t make a sound   I don’t know how she does it       One handed her a coffee cup   One to get the babies in the car   Cross your fingers, crank it up, hope and pray the piece of shit’ll start   Singing with the radio so she don’t fall apart   It’s just a broken heart   I don’t know how she does it      Finally into town the old familiar red light shining in her eyes   Rolls the window down and whispers : how you’re gonna take back your life    she usually makes a right to work but turns it to the left   I think she might head west