Small Town Witch

Small town witch come to mess me up

Small town witch come to mess me up

Small town witch come to mess me up again

See black, see bloom

Died on an impulse over you

Caught like a corpse crawling round a dream

And loving you

And she hangs on youth

Crushing any feet to fit the shoes

Stepping it out with a size 12 mouth and cursing you

Small town witch come to mess me up

Small town witch come to mess me up

Small town witch come to mess me up again

She whored, she graced

Bitching with a bottle, saving face

Blowing it out as the jury's doubt is laid to waste

See black, see bloom

Choked up on heartburn, bleeding through

How does it feel now the ones that feed are biting you

Small town witch come to mess me up

Small town witch come to mess me up

Small town witch come to mess me up again