Under Her Spell

She's a witch/
She's got me under her spell/
What a bitch/
She's puttin me through hell/
Why I stay, I do not know/
But I look into her eyes, and I cannot go/

Expensive Dinners, Jewelry and Clothes/
Her best friends, my biggest foes/
This relationship I gotta ditch, I ain't rich/
The phone rings, its her on the other end/
Tellin me to bring extra cash, cause she's bringin a friend/
I can't say no to her voice/
This cash is needed for unpaid bills/
Instead I'm usin it for her thrills/
I go acting all sincere/
really thinkin how to kill you my dear/

She's a witch/
She's got me under her spell/
What a bitch/
SHe's putting me through hell/
Why I stay, I do not know/
But I look into her eyes, and I cannot go/

We get home that night, to what else but another FIGHT/
Curses spit and furniture thrown/
The fight is blown outta control/
Looks like the twister has taken its toll/
Its never been this bad before/
She storms out and slams the door/
GOOD she's finally gone/
Something today that didn't go wrong/

There's a knock at the door, it's 3:00am and now were gunna start it up again/
It's two men, what the fuck did she do, she called the cops... (Little hard guitar solo)/
I curse til my lungs can't give air, pleading with these cops that this isn't fair/
They say her vision was blurred, her thoughts were slurred, she had to much to drink/ (slow soft voice)
My skin goes pale, from its normal pink/
A semi and her car got in a fight/
She didn't Make it, she died at 1:30 this night/

She's a witch/
She's got me under her spell/
She's a bitch/
And now I'm missin her like hell/
Why didn't I tell her to stay/
Now I'd give the world to see her eyes this day/

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