Lyrics

I keep a figurine in a locket I like the way she looks in there I keep a certain shade of lipstick Silky taste and the way it smears I bought her a keepsake on a full moon In a trinket from an old junk shop Now her blush is racing out of control In a well known teenage pleasure spot I slept with a wolf and I dined with a thief And I drank up a river of witches` milk If this spell should ever wear off You`ll never wash your hands of love You`ll never wash your hands of love I`m gonna need a strong anaesthetic To keep your memory away I bought myself a pearl handled gun And I`ll use it on myself come valentine`s day Been with Jonah in the belly of the whale And with Daniel in the lion`s den If this spell should ever wear off You`ll never ever be clean again And I`ll never ever be mean again I keep a figurine in a locket I like the way she looks in there I like a certain shade of lipstick Silky taste and the way it smears I slept with a wolf and I dined with a thief And I drank up a river of witches` milk If this charm should ever wear off You`ll never wash your hands of love You`ll never wash your hands of love