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