There's tobacco in my sheets I know you won't be proud You always taught me not to be The kind of woman that I seem to be Becoming now There's an empty bag of something On the table by my bed Yeah, I know you wouldn't like it, but It's the only thing that gets him out my head Oh, mama I hope you understand 'Cause when daddy broke your heart I held your hand I'm not a smoker or a drinker, Just a crazy overthinker And I need a little medicine I hope your broken heart, it understands There's someone that I hardly know Knocking at my door He's a pretty good distraction, But he's not even a fraction of the one before And if im being honest I'm starting to scare myself Know I hate to disappoint you But if I can't tell you, I can't tell nobody else So, mama I hope you understand 'Cause I watched you hiding tears when daddy went I'm not a smoker or a drinker, Just a crazy overthinker And I need a little medicine I hope your broken heart, it understands I swear I'm sorry if I'm letting you down Did you ever feel how I feel now And can you tell me how you found a way out? Can you be my heroine? 'Cause God I tried everything else Oh, mama I just don't understand How you still raised up my brother to a man Were you a smoker or a drinker Or a crazy overthinker? Did you need a little medicine? I hope your broken heart, it understands