Catholic girl From Montreal She taught Heaven's school And I was okay with it Bullet in the street Looks like luck to me No doubt that we're tangled now It's happened before, has yet to ever work out Coming off a strip of hits Be careful with that shit All the songs that I could sing for you Will never mean anything to you Only heard what your name was I never said where my faith was Catholic girl From Saint Louis She talked stoned, rambling on And I was okay with it Franchised youth groups Primitive Baptist Double parked in the Vatican You're leaving with her I think I'm not okay with it Coming off a strip of hits Be careful with that shit All the songs that I could sing for you Will never mean anything to you Only heard what your name was I never said where my faith was All the songs that I could sing for you Will never mean anything to you Only heard what your name was I never said where my faith was All the songs that I could sing for you Will never mean anything to you Only heard what your name was I never said where my faith was All the songs that I could sing for you Will never mean anything to you All the songs that I could sing for you Will never mean anything to you Only heard what your name was I never said where my faith was