Hi Karen
It's Tillie
I heard you were saying some pretty ungodly things about me
And unfortunately, if that continues
I'm gonna have to toilet paper your entire house (is that a threat?)
No, it's not a threat
It's just a matter of fact
Anyway
It was great catching up with you
Bless your heart
Jesus hated grace and it slowly killed me
I died at fourteen
Born again Tillie
Slut shaming mothers think they're saving the world, do you really think your God
Would berate a little girl?
You may need a martyer
Cash in all your sins
Everything about me is what you won't like within
Ring the bells
Let go and let God
You can't save me
Bless your heart
Like a bat outta hell
Headed straight for the stars
Oh when you're down on your knees in the dark
Bless your heart
I'm with the devil
He played in the band in my church
Pulled me in his van, lay with me, this won't hurt
Came crawling out looking for support
And a choir of angels sang "what a little whore"
You may need a martyrer
Cash in all your sins
Everything about me is what you won't like within
Ring the bells
Let go and let God
You can't save me
Bless your heart
Like a bat out of hell
Headed straight for the stars
Oh when your down on your knees in the dark
Bless your heart
You know that guy from the church band?
He got decapitated
Bless his heart
Oh your husband got his secretary pregnant?
Bless your heart
Your son hates you?
Mmm bless your heart
Your daughters a stripper?
Go off beach
Ring the bells
Let go and let God
You can't save me
Bless your heart
Like a bat out of hell
Headed straight for the stars
But when you're down on your knees in the dark
Bless your heart