They're burning all the witches, even if you aren't one They got their pitchforks and proof Their receipts and reasons They're burning all the witches, even if you aren't one So light me up (light me up), light me up (light me up) Light me up, go ahead and light me up (light me up) Light me up (light me up), light me up (light me up) Light me up (light me up), light me up.
I never trust a narcissist But they love me So I play 'em like a violin And I make it look oh-so-easy 'Cause for every lie I tell them They tell me three.
