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  Or you can tell my arms, go back to the farm  You can tell my feet to hit the floor  Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips  They won't be reaching out for you no more    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  Ooh    You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas  You can tell your dog to bite my leg  Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip  He never really liked me anyway  Or tell your Aunt Louise  Tell anything you please  Myself already knows I'm not okay  Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind  It 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  Ooh