The Poison Woman
by The Dear Hunter
From the album: Act III: Life and Death
Duration: 4:51
Lyrics for The Poison Woman
The seed of the apothecary, an heir to aided ends She loves the sound they make As they expel a breath, the soul from the chest She laughs a little, but never makes a sound She swears she's offering you something savory (what lies she tells) So take a drink, her product's number one (right down the hatch) And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication Well, just one drop is more than enough She never dwells on penitence, advancing in a haze A million men have reached an end A side effect of incompetence She laughs a little, but never smiles She swears she's offering you something savory (what lies she tells) So take a drink, her product's number one (right down the hatch) And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication Well, just one drop is more than enough She has her superstitions, they've got their rational on call They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance She's got a new tradition, involving ethylene glycol They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance She has no apprehension, habit sustains her wickedness They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance With the weight of the world on her shoulders She don't want none of the sins as they unfurl in her palms, in her palms With the weight of the world on her shoulders She don't want none of the sins as they unfurl in her palms, in her palms Take this bottle Take this bottle Take this bottle Take this bottle Take this bottle Take this bottle