Meet in my car behind the bar We'll kneel and pray and grasp a line of hope Ride on the railway, Using numb to feel and dope to cope Sitting in the pool of my accusers, She said we could try One never knows how low he'll go While trying to stay high Bitch Bitch Bitch You fucking bitch A little too much Hand me some toilet paper Give me a kiss After I wipe off this blood Did I hear you sigh Or were you draining and gagging? Casting pearls before swine In the rain and the whine and the Blood Bitch Bitch You fucking bitch But I will pull your chain If you will stroke my ego We can be as one As long as there is cargo I will be your cross If you will be my Jesus Girl, we never had it so good So bad, I'm mad Bitch Bitch Bitch You fucking bitch God, can you hear me? Jesus, come down here and save me What's that in your pocket? Have you got any left? Write down your number, Let me borrow your pen In the stalls of delusion, Kneel and pray again Pray again Bitch Bitch Bitch You fucking bitch