Patchwork Girl

Crawling out of seven different tombs Oh I call them wombs I call them everywoman It isn't true that there is only one way to give birth Call it witchcraft it's just a word I made my way down here to earth

Seven different tombs Oh I call them wombs I call them everywoman It isn't true that there is only one way to give birth Call it witchcraft, it's just a word I made my way down here to earth I made my way down here to earth

I have many different mothers The seventh was my lover Yeah, Mary was a good, good girl I'm a patchwork stitched together That knew just how to love her A scary tale, a girl made woman

My mothers' limbs met on a sterile table But a man like Frankenstein just wasn't able To love his ugly daughter like he loved his ugly son From the graveyard to the trash I made my way up here to earth I made my way up here to earth

I've got many different mothers The seventh was my lover Yeah, Mary was a good, good girl I'm a patchwork stitched together That knew just how to love her A scary tale, a girl made woman

The doctor, scared of condemnation Left me out here for dead Follow any pointed finger and Soon you will discover witches They called me an abomination They have called her mad But Mary saw me whole While you just saw the scars and stitches While you just saw the scars and stitches

Many different mothers The seventh was my lover Yeah, Mary was a good, good girl I'm a patchwork stitched together That knew just how to love her A scary tale, a girl made woman I have many different mothers The seventh was my lover Yeah, Mary was a good, good girl I'm a patchwork stitched together That knew just how to love her A scary tale, a girl made woman