You ain't got no spell on me anymore
You ain't got no more spells no more
But what you got on him is a heavy weight
Like belt tied to someone else's fate
The timing was always just a little bit too late
When your mind seems to keep a losing score
It was just going to be one little date
Love sometimes seems to ride so close to hate
But then it turned into so much more
Now I feel dirty, like a little
When you've given your self over to someone else's fate
There is no more debate
I don't have a, anymore
Just potty and guilt galore
I'll be right back now I'm hiding in the liquor store
Oh wait they have knives and called me little boy whore
Now I'm crying in the liquor store
Father come pick me up, I don't know what to do
Cause I know they are waiting for you too
You ain't got no more spell on me anymore