[Intro] Mary had a little demon, Little demon, little demon, Mary had a little demon, And its eyes were fucking red. [Verse 1] Mary found him in the woods, Where the dead trees twist and bend. He was smiling like he knew her, Like he'd been her secret friend. She said, "What's your name, little thing?" He just whispered, "Not yet." Then he reached out with a crooked grin, And Mary never left. [Chorus] Mary had a little demon, And she took him home to bed. He would whisper through the darkness, Things that crawled inside her head. Mary had a little demon, Now the Devil knows her name. Every night the little bastard grows, And nothing stays the same. [Verse 2] Mama heard the bedroom laughing, Daddy heard the scratching walls. Something dragged its little fingers Slowly down the fucking halls. They opened up the bedroom door, But Mary wasn't there. Only tiny bloody footprints Leading up the stairs. [Chorus] Mary had a little demon, And she took him home to bed. He would whisper through the darkness, Things that crawled inside her head. Mary had a little demon, Now the Devil knows her name. Every night the little bastard grows, And nothing stays the same. [Verse 3] Down beneath the house they found her, Sitting by a candle flame. Drawings covering the basement, Every picture had their names. Mary looked up slowly smiling, With black tears running down. Then the little demon stepped behind her, And the whole room shook with sound. [Breakdown] Hush, little Mary... Don't you scream. The Devil's closer Than he seems. Close your eyes... Count to ten... When you open them, He's there again. [Verse 4] Now the town won't speak of Mary, And the house was boarded tight. But children hear her singing When the moon is full at night. "Mary had a little demon..." That's the song they say she sings. And if you hear her call your name, Don't answer fucking anything. [Final Chorus] Mary had a little demon, And she fed him every fear. Now he's crawling through the shadows, And he's getting very near. Mary had a little demon, Little demon, little hell. If you hear him whisper softly, You'll be following him to Hell. [Outro] Mary had a little demon... Little demon... Little demon... And tonight... He's looking for you.
