The gifts I gave you Friday night
They should have made it all alright
You took the book, you cast a spell
You bitch from hell

You stole the ring, you sordid thing
You turned it into someone else’s thing
You got the look, you know it well
You bitch from hell
You bitch from hell

Die in someone else’s corner
Leave the morning to the mourner
The loss your beauty takes to town
Will crown my frown

All you took and gave away
The life I lost on Saturday
Did not know, could not tell
You bitch from hell

Repeat chorus


Grab a basket, found a case
Take yourself another place
It is where the loonies go
I’ll go find a different show

Repeat chorus 2x