BLESS YOUR HEART!

Ooh, darlin’… Bless your heart. You came struttin’ in like you owned the whole parade, Boots glowin’ like a firework, smilin’ lemonade. You told that fish tale ’bout the one you almost caught… Bless you, sugar, truth ain’t somethin’ you overuse a lot. But still I love your chaos, it’s my favorite kind of art. When you say you’re “doin’ fine” but fallin’ all apart, I pat your hand real gentle and I say, “Well… bless your heart.” Oh honey, you try so hard, Even when you miss the mark. You stumble, but you shine so bright. Well, bless your heart, You little dreamer chasin’ lightning in the dark. Bless your heart, Always tryin’ so hard but missin’ the mark. You tumble through the thunder, Trip over your own wonder, But darlin’, that’s my favorite part. So bless your heart, Oh, bless your heart. You burn the toast, the eggs, the bacon and the pan, Swear you “followed every step exactly like they planned.” You fix a thing that’s broken by just breakin’ it again… Sugar, bless your sweet intention, even when it ain’t your friend. But I adore each sparkle in your wild, unfinished heart. When you hide your storms in smiles, fallin’ all apart, I kiss your cheek and whisper low, “Well… bless your heart.” Baby, you’re a miracle that don’t know where to start. You blind the world with shining art. Bless your heart, You adorable tornado leavin’ joy in every part. Bless your heart, Your soul’s a southern melody with freckles on the stars. You break the quiet open With love disguised as thunder, And somehow that’s my favorite part. I know in the South it means, “Oh honey, nice try,” But sugar, when I say it, it means you light up my sky. Your storms are art, your flaws are poetry, Your heart sings in a thousand keys. Well, bless your heart, You beautiful disaster with the world inside your spark. Bless your heart, A little light still shinin’ in the dark. A soft tornado wearin’ Cupid’s darts, A wild, sweet, shining, messy work of art. I’ll bless your heart… Forever bless your heart. Bless your heart.