Well I looked up just in time
To see blue lights comin' up the drive
Guess I wasn't as quiet as I meant to be

He came home late one last time
With iron fists and that look in his eye
Smellin just like whiskey and cheap perfume

Well I know I might have gone a little crazy
But crazy's all I know to be anymore

Now my shoes have got no laces
And my home is twelve by twelve
A carton of Pall Malls is the only fortune I'll ever know
You know orange ain't my color
But no one seems concerned
Guess I'm stuck here the next thirty years
Just writin' it down in the diary of a pissed off woman

Lookin' back now I seem to find
It all makes sense here in my own mind
I did what I had to do and that's all there is

Daddy raised him a tough little girl
And I know Jesus forgives me Lord,
I only wish the law was so forgivin'

Well I know I might have gone a little crazy
But crazy's all I know to be anymore

And now my shoes have got no laces
And my home is twelve by twelve
A carton of Pall Malls is the only fortune I'll ever know
You know orange ain't my color
But no one seems concerned
Guess I'm stuck here the next thirty years
Just writin' it down in the diary of a pissed off woman

Now the sun is shinin' on my back
And all I own's in a paper sack
And I sure ain't as young as I used to be

Glad I got my parole day set
Cause I ain't met that girlfriend yet
And I saved me a special page just for her

Well I know I might have gone a little crazy
And I guess crazy's all I'll ever be

And now my shoes have got no laces
And I'm back in my old home
I'm wearin' a big ole smile and cheap perfume
Sunlight's over rated, and orange ain't so bad
Looks like I'll be here another thirty years
Just finishin' up my diary of a pissed off woman

Well y'all be careful not to cross a crazy lady
Cause you don't want your own page in the diary of a pissed off woman