It’s as if her disgust 
Could curdle milk
As my voice
Soft as silk 
Tries to explain
Why it is always 
Acid rain
In these parts
And in my heart of hearts 
I know I won’t be free
Til she has released 
Her control of me
Like broken fingers
And mud slingers
Trying to explain the dawn
She’s obsessed with a world 
Where I am gone 
And I feel every minutiae
Of time spent wrong
How my song
Became mangled and bruised 
I’m just a girl that destiny used
To do its works
But, my God, it hurts 
Like a bitch
And you say I’m the witch?