Whole World Knows

On a Sunday afternoon
While her daddy shouts that good news
Under the steeple

She's learning his to fill
Watching her blood rise as it fills
Up that needle

Hell and Heaven in her arm
Got her mother spinning yarn
To all God's people

And as quiet as she's kept
Ain't nobody been fooled yet
The whole world knows

From the time that she was three
Most anyone could see
That girl was trouble

And to her family's dismay
Where they lead her, she would stray
And she would struggle

She showed up strung out and serene
At her surprise Sweet Sixteen
Not even humble

Took a bite right out the cake
Didn't say one word of grace
The whole world knows

Ooh
The whole world knows

You know secrets that exist
In a town as small as this
No need denying

'Cause she was never gonna be
The kind of girl her mother need
To keep from crying

So she don't bother going far
That's why she's in her daddy's car
Busy with dying

So let the church folks say "Amen"
Act surprised by the end
When the whole world knows

Don't act surprised by the end
Just let me rest and say "Amen"
The whole world knows



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Henry Burnett, Adia Victoria, Mason Hickman
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