[Verse 1]
Hello, glass house on the corner of my street
Dirty laundry out for everyone to see
You're a middle-aged mean girl, always throwing stones
In that old Walmart lawn chair, high and mighty throne
[Pre-Chorus]
Well I'd give you grace, but why even bother
'Cause after all, you can walk on water
[Chorus]
So take a long walk off a real short pier
Take a cinder block with you as a souvenir
I hope you sink like the shade of stones that you've been throwing
I hear it's cold as you at the bottom of the ocean
The bottom of the ocean
[Verse 2]
If I was Jesus, I'd turn the other cheek
If I was Eastwood, my cool is what I'd keep
If I was raised Southern Baptist, I'd say "bless your heart"
If I was privileged and practiced, grace would be my art
[Pre-Chorus]
Sometimes I wish my tolerance was taller
But after all, I'm my mother's daughter
[Chorus]
So take a long walk off a real short pier
Take a cinder block with you as a souvenir
I hope you sink like the shade of stones that you've been throwing
I hear it's cold as you at the bottom of the ocean
[Bridge]
Take a deep breath
You're gonna need it
[Chorus]
And take a long walk off a real short pier
Take a cinder block with you as a souvenir
I hope you sink like the shade of stones that you've been throwing
I hear it's cold as you at the bottom of the ocean
The bottom of the ocean
[Outro]
Better hold your breath
