The Small Hours

She has a crush for the small hours
Wardrobe’s black like all her flowers
She’s called a witch beyond belief
She’s a girl that seeks relief

In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours

She says she wouldn’t recognize
Love for her it’s just a lie
I’m the only one who’s really free
But if there’s someone
Please tie me
Please tie me
Please tie me
Please tie me

In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours

In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours the girl is just lonely
In the small hours