More Than Just Her Last Name - Reba McEntire

Pressed between the pages

There’s a flower that remembers who she was

When she said, «I do» she did

But these days, she wonders if she does

She wouldn’t trade it but she misses life before she was a misses

In a studio apartment week to week

She left tired on a wall in Oklahoma

Naive enough to think that she could be more than just her last name

The house, the car, the trust fund

More than just a Christmas party plus one

More than just a trophy walking on a treadmill

That mind of her own is barely in her head still

She never thought she’d change

More than just her last name

He promised her the moon

But no one told her what the moon was gonna cost

The slipper and the dress still fit

But somewhere in the story, she got lost

Sometimes the fairy tale it doesn’t end so very well

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

Everybody wants to be her, they look but they don’t see her

When she became his wife she thought she’d found

More than just her last name

Sometimes picture perfect is so perfect that it hurts

Getting what you want is both a blessing and a curse

Oh she don’t wanna leave, she just wants to be worth

More than just her last name

Oh, more than just her last name

Oh, more than just her last name