Lyrics:

You start to scream like we''re making a sceneI must remind you this is not a movieYou couldn''t help but play the queen;You left them, all at your feetBut I''ve come to believe it, I''ve come to believe itJust like my mouth open over the pavementBut fake as you can, tell them all why you started this panicYou were a ghost for late OctoberI will become one this summerI saw this world like a paperAnd you could not ever stay hereOh now I believe it, now I believe itIt''s like my mouth open over the pavementHow could you think I wouldn''t know this?You speak quite a storm with that small mouthAnd I barely sleep in my own houseStare at me and I might transformAll hail the queen still -I''ve never seen a witch this mean