My mama cried, staring at the stars She had once felt so almighty Now, she's never felt so small My mama fell flat back on the floor She once had a loving husband He don't love her anymore My mama screamed, "This ungrateful world!" Keeps on taking and not giving Ever since she was a girl My angry mama pushed everything inside She will never let another Steal the soil of her life So, she tears away those pages of her diary Those sick and sticky memories "Jesus... some fuckin' Jesus." It's the same with every guy she meets Thinkin' they're Jesus – She don't need their goddamn charity My mama cried, staring at her hands Thinking, 'How could others use these To shed the blood of man?' My mama felt guilt-ridden remorse When she thought of those before her Who suffered even more My mama laughed, "Everything's so clear! The woman is the wounded The man stabs 'the spear"!" My loving mother held her children to her breast This world can go fuck itself She'll never acquiesce She tore away the pages of her diary – Every silly entry Tore away the layers of her history 'Til finally she could see clearly: Everybody hail the Defiled Mary The afterthought of all male martyrdom Behind every good man Is a messiah story I, for one, am as guilty as they come; After all, I'm my mama's son