Cinnamon Spider

(album: Clear Hearts Grey Flowers - 2000)

A witch will burn
when she's thrown into the fire
Not her she'll peel and writhe
but never expire
She crawls on webs of lies
I die up inside her
to take what's mine
that bitch the cinnamon spider

I won't try
and every time I tell that lie
I live without guilt
and I won't cry
and I hope you love your life
and live with your guilt

Consumed by hate and guilt
She'll never retire
too old to fix
too dead to ever acquire
slit wrists talk shit
But she will never inspire
a plan to save herself
the cinnamon spider

I won't try
and every time I tell that lie
I live without guilt
and I won't cry
and I hope you love your life
and live with your guilt

bite heads off those who fail
and try to imply her
forlorn despised
I am the cinnamon spider

I won't try
and every time I tell that lie
I live without guilt
and I won't cry
and I hope you love your life
and live with your guilt

and I am fine
and I'll learn to take what's mine
and live without guilt
Oh yeah