Pound me the witch [bad word]  
witch [bad word] 
Pound me the witch [bad word] 
Pound me the witch [bad word]  
the witch [bad word] 
Better pray for [bad word]  not hallelujah 

I'm the curled up fists 
Dead and hardened spiders 
Like two mangled crowns 
On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes 
Folks say that I 
Look like Death 
Lived in the hotel of my eyes 
Blinds wide open like a [bad word] 
Paid in spit from that hearse between her thighs 

Keep your halos tight 
I'm your God or your guardian 
Keep your halo tight 
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine 
Because now 
Cupid carries a gun 
Now, now 
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun 

Pound me the witch [bad word]  
witch [bad word] 
Pound me the witch [bad word] 
Pound me the witch [bad word]  
the witch [bad word] 
Better pray for [bad word]  not hallelujah 

She had those crow-black eyes 
Starless, but she [bad word] like [bad word] 
She laid as still as a Bible 
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside 

Keep your halos tight 
I'm your God or your guardian 
Keep your halo tight 
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine 

Keep your halos tight 
I'm your God or your guardian 
Keep your halo tight 
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine 
Because now 
Cupid carries a gun 
Now, now 
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun 

Pound me the witch [bad word]  
witch [bad word] 
Pound me the witch [bad word] 
Pound me the witch [bad word]  
the witch [bad word] 
Better pray for [bad word]  not hallelujah