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