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