At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name When you hit the ground, check the lost and found Cause it ain't my problem now I can't c… - Miranda Lambert

'Cause it'll all come out, all come out in the wash.
It'll all come out, all come out in the wash.
Every little stain, every little heartbreak,
No matter how messy it got.
You take the sin and the men and you throw 'em all in
And you put that sucker on spin.

So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine, for a little while
Catch it in a mason jar with holes in the top and run like hell to show it off
Oh, promises were made when we'd go walking
That's just me and Charlie talking.

I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun,
Wait by the door and light a cigarette.
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one.
And he ain't seen me crazy yet.
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of:
Gunpowder and lead.