The Voodoo Doll

15/05/2020 - Iso Well-Being Compilation

 

You called me your little voodoo doll,

I was something you could use.

Always there if someone hurt you,

To make sure they didn’t again.

 

I knew you didn’t love me –

A blind beggar could see that –

But thought that there may be

Some small emotion there.

 

I was very much mistaken,

Taken in by your cruel world;

Chewed up and spat out

Once my usefulness expired.

 

Now I sit here, all alone,

Patiently biding my time

Until I am free from here

And can seek you out once more.

 

Only our reunion won’t be a pleasant one,

Your little voodoo doll won’t play.

These pins will extract my revenge

And bring you to your knees.

 

I’ll seal your lips tight this time,

I won’t be stitched up again.

They’ll find you with your heart torn out

And me, a ghost in the wind.