26 januari 2024
Girl, bless your heart
For taking him back
Again and again
Till there's no one left
You really showed them
Low blows, high tides
How to be a winner
Now take a look at your prize
What a fun ride it was
Y’all brushing my back
Blind competition
Never knew you were there
The scrapes on your elbows
Tell me you didn't care
As soon as I saw you
I stepped out of the race
Handed in my jersey
Shifted gear, changed pace
Screw this shit
Honey, this ain't my lane
Mine is up there
Alongside Dignity and Grace
But bless your heart
For taking him back
Again and again
Till there's no one left
You really showed them
Low blows, high tides
How to be a winner
Now take a look at your prize
Never mind those holes
On your victory laps
Nobody noticed
Nor your memory gaps
Dead empty bleachers
Alongside your glorious steps
Yes, take center stage
Do you hear the crowds cheer?
No? Are you sure?
Didn’t I make myself clear?
Once the crickets leave
You will finally hear
All dressed up in karma
You dance in quicksand, my dear
But in the meantime
You are just fine
While he snorts your passed finish line
Girl, bless your heart
For taking him back
Again and again
Till there's no one left
You really showed them
Low blows, high tides
How to be a winner
Now take a look at your prize