Do you think you’ll die before its night
I won't let you lie till you tell me I’m right
You better wish you may, better wish you might
This little wish made out of spite
And I’ll never leave you alone
‘Till you admit how strong I’ve grown
I’ll make a forest come out of a cone
And you’ll be lost and never get home
You better pray to an angel for your soul to keep
Your body is mine and it’s you that I’ll reap
I’ll make myself into a knife
So that the closer I get the more I’ll take your life
And I’ll never leave you alone
‘Till you admit how big I’ve grown
Did I tell you I’m not your bitch on loan
I’m a witch, an ugly hag, a crone
