[Verse 1]
You're picking me apart, you should be picking up your meds (I did)
Judging where I'm sleeping from a messy, unmade bed
My dress is short, my hair's too high
I can't seem to keep a guy
And "What's with all that makeup?
All she sings about is break-ups"
[Chorus]
Bless your heart
Must be hard being as mean as you are
Shooting daggers, throwing stones
From a self-appointed throne
I'm good with words, could make you hurt
But I won't twist the knife
I'm just glad I'm everything you aren't
Bless your heart
[Verse 2]
You're tryna wreck my name, and you keep running down my friends
You should redirect attention to those roots and those split ends
I think I'll smile and lend some grace
No chance you'd say it to my face
Go hate somebody else
I'm kinda busy if you can't tell (Playing shows, being pretty)
[Chorus]
Bless your heart
Must be hard being as mean as you are
Shooting daggers, throwing stones
From a self-appointed throne
I'm good with words, could make you hurt
But I won't twist the knife
I'm just glad I'm everything you aren't
Bless your heart
[Bridge]
Bless your heart, and your man
Who can't stay out of my DMs
Bless your mama, and your mouth
And the karma coming straight for your glass house
[Chorus]
Bless your heart
God, it's hard being as mean as you are
Shooting daggers, throwing stones
From a self-appointed bullshit throne
I'm good with words, could make you hurt
But I won't twist the knife
I'll see you next Tuesday at the bar
Bless your heart
[Outro]
Bless your heart
Bless your heart