My mama told me that you've been lonely
Well me, I ain't surprised, you were never really nice
You're always so mean, like a mad, mad bee
Man, your words could sting till someone finally clipped your wings

Now you're on a first-class flight to your southern paradise

You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap
Where you made your bed, babe, you'll be sweatin' in your sleep
While I'm hangin' up in heaven, sleepin' sound in my silk sheets
You'll be beggin' to the devil for a little sympathy
But the good Lord knows how cruel, cruel you were to me
You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap

I could forget you, but I can't forgive you
No, I don't lose sleep at night, but if I see you, it's on sight
And if you don't change your tone and tune
I'll give you a parting gift, a black eye and a split lip
Babe, you pushed your luck, and God said, She's had enough

You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap
That's cheap
Where you made your bed, babe, you'll be sweatin' in your sleep
Your sleep
While I'm hangin' up in heaven, sleepin' sound in my silk sheets
You'll be beggin' to the devil for a little sympathy
But the good Lord knows how cruel, cruel you were to me
You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap

Well, I hope you brought your SPF, 'cause you're gonna burn today

You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap
Where you made your bed, babe, you'll be sweatin' in your sleep
While I'm hangin' up in heaven, sleepin' sound in my silk sheets
You'll be beggin' to the devil for a little sympathy
But the good Lord knows how cruel, cruel you were to me
How cruel
You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap
You're goin' to hell in a handbag and I bet you that shit's cheap