Ah, well, I had a— I'm the bad witch and she's the good one and I'm the bad witch You are? Uh-huh Well, you sure do look like a pretty little witch for a bad witch You sure a— And I got my broom (creepy!) Oh, that's your broom? Uh-huh Oh, and what does the bad witch say? I got nothing to do but dwell on you Sit by the phone Hating everything about you, down to the bone If I were a witch, I would make a brew And make you pay for the things you do I'd put a spell on you I put a spell on you I put a spell on you I put a spell on you I made a doll for you It turned out pretty cute It's got buttons for eyes And it's stuffed with lies I got some needles too I'm sticking in a few To make you black and blue It just looks like you, it looks just like you If I were a witch, I would make a brew And make you pay for what you do I'd put a spell on you I put a spell on you I put a spell on you I put a spell on you, yeah You know, somewhere in the darkness Darkest reaches of my mind You know I think about you Thinking about you all of the time Strangled and knifed and hung from the ceiling Twisting and turning, begging for life Watching the light go out of your eyes Now I'm doing anything I can to survive Maybe I'll break your legs too I got a voodoo doll And a crystal ball To watch you fall If I was a witch, I would make a brew And make you pay for what you put me through I'd put a spell on you I'd cast a spell on you I got a magic wand Yeah, I can make you gone I put a spell on you I put a spell on you I put a spell on you I put a spell on you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah On you