[Intro – Spoken] Female 1: Bless your heart… Female 2: Oh sugar, you really thought time fixed that? ⸻ [Verse 1 — Female 1] I stir my tea with secrets, let the sweetness hide the sting, Been smiling through your stories since we wore the same gold ring. You think your crown is spotless, but I watched where it was bent— I’ve memorized the moments that you swore were heaven-sent. ⸻ [Verse 2 — Female 2] Now Eloise, my darling, don’t you dress this up in lace, I’ve carried all your burdens while you powdered over grace. I built this town on whispers, every rumor paid its due— And every “perfect” legacy came stitched by threads from you. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – Together] We keep our voices velvet, keep our daggers in the light— But bless the one who thinks we won’t draw blood when we’re polite. ⸻ [Chorus 1 – Duet Harmony] Southern women don’t forget— we just wait for the perfect debt. We can hold a grudge forever with a smile they won’t suspect. Oh, we don’t raise our voice to fight— we just raise an eyebrow, set the trap. And you’ll swear you never saw it… ’til the moment you feel the snap. Southern women don’t forget— we just wait for the perfect debt. ⸻ [Verse 3 — Female 1] You always spoke like royalty, like God had signed your name, But I recall the nights you cried before you claimed your fame. I held your hand in quiet when your world was burning down— Funny how the ones you love become the threats you learn to crown. ⸻ [Chorus 2 – Softer, Playful] Southern women don’t forget— we just sweeten what comes next. Serve it warm, serve it pretty, let ‘em think it’s heaven-blessed. Oh, we don’t need to shout at fate— we just let the table set. And when the reckoning rolls in… we’re the first they can’t forget. Southern women don’t forget— we just sweeten what comes next. ⸻ [Verse 4 — Female 2] So hush now, Eloise— don’t pretend you played it clean. You mastered every motive while you moved behind the scene. Don’t think that all your secrets ever slipped beyond my sight— A queen who rules by daylight still remembers every night. ⸻ [Final Chorus – Full, Warm, Confident] Southern women don’t forget— we just let the lesson set. Every heartbreak, every rumor, every debt that’s still unmet. Oh, we pour the wine and bless your name, but don’t mistake our grace for debt— We’ll toast the past with smiling lips… but sugar, we don’t forget. ⸻ [Outro – Spoken, overlapping] Female 2: Keep your throne polished, darlin’. Female 1: And you keep your pearls straight. Both: Down here… memory is a family trait.
