Candle, planchette, and thread The saltiest words I've ever said The altar is cloaked all in red The power is all in your head You've no good reason left Your long season's bereft (of me . . .) (oh) My heart Sick from the words you spit out Poison the well with your doubt Murdered without a sound (oh) My heart Pendulum, cauldron and spite Sleepless and restless all night Killing me without a fight My sorrow brings you delight You've no good reason left Your long season's bereft (of me . . .) (oh) My heart Sick from the words you spit out Poison the well with your doubt Murdered without a sound (oh) My heart You've no good reason left Your long season's bereft (You'll see . . .) (oh) My heart Sick from the words you spit out Poison the well with your doubt Murdered without a sound (oh oh) My heart
