See the pearls around her neck
As false as her regret
Won't let you in
Here you can't win

Has the same perfume
As a devil's tear
Solitude is her name
She shall dance in your grave

Mother, everyone is bothered enough to call her
Or be talking about her
Mother, everyone is bothered
She's not a goddess, only a liar, she hates 'em

See the pearls around her neck
As false as her regret
Won't let you in
Here you can't win

Has the same perfume
As a devil's tear
Solitude is her name
She shall dance in your grave

Mother, everyone is bothered enough to call her
Or be talking about her
Mother, everyone is bothered
She's not a goddess, only a liar, she hates 'em

Mother, everyone is bothered enough to call her
Or be talking about her
Mother, everyone is bothered
She's not a goddess, only a liar, she hates 'em