The devil is in the sugar jar And I've left the house unlocked.. Oh no
And I'm alone with you.. O-oh I think u could scrape up a little sympathy for me, for me Right before I hand you the rifle
I'm running from you now I'm running from you now wicked witch.. oh no I'm hiding from you now I'm hiding from you now you ruthless bitch.. oh no
And I'm alone with you.. O-oh Trapped inside your room.. o-ooh Now I want whore for you The sugar tastes good, but it reeks of glue And I'm alone to say - I'm sorry You've been so good for so long It's time to part ways the king has left you to ride But you used me to fuse your broken heart Your broken heart, your broken heart
I'm running from you now I'm running from you now wicked witch.. oh no I'm hiding from you now I'm hiding from you now you ruthless bitch.. of Bushwick
I've nothing left but the power of death So cheap thrills and annoying crest Left over lowers in a place without live Brown skys and skrapes upon my names
And I'm alone with you.. O-oh Trapped inside your room.. o-ooh You wicked witch of Bushwick A patron of lovely heart and candle stick I'm leaving you, I'm throwing this I've had enough of this