
Spring-Heeled Jill - Original
Watch her work the room like a girl with no fear Tells you lies you wanna hear till its all crystal clear A chameleon on cue, steals your face and calls it "you" Laughs a half a second late 'cause she's checking what to do Different story every table, same collateral death Skips the tab and calls it charm, calls it catching her breath You pay it and you thank her as you call her a cab 'Cause the leech has got a halo and the scar has got a scab But she never climbs, 'cause her heels are on springs Bounces off the wreckage that her chaos always brings All that motion, but never the ascent Every dollar printed red with the blood of someone spent Spring-Heeled Jill She's a hell of a hill But she doesn't know Jack Just a knife in the back And never paying the bill Ain't no nursery rhyme Just a Jill and her climb And a time on the town Till you're tumbling down! I ain't guessing, I'm a witness, got the receipts and that scar Rode the whole ride to the summit with no gas in the car Held my hand up on that hillside, said we'd take the top together Felt the shove between my shoulders, felt the tug of leather tether Watched you push me off the edge and then quickly act surprised Practiced sorry, borrowed tears, the excuse you memorized But I caught the ledge, I climbed it, and I made the peak alone While you're springing down the mountain with a knife made outta' bone But she never climbs, 'cause her heels are on springs And another song that the liar always sings Landing on a nowhere where she's spending it all Watching the victim as he's taking her fall Spring-Heeled Jill She's a hell of a hill But she doesn't know Jack Just a knife in the back And never paying the bill Ain't no nursery rhyme Just a Jill and her climb And a time on the town Till you're tumbling down! You wanted me GONE And smiled while you sharpened that bone Said it was LOVE Queen of Heartless as I pay for your throne I'm still standing on the hill you dug my grave in I'm still walking on the road of rage you're pavin' Spring-Heeled Jill She's a hell of a hill But she doesn't know Jack Just a knife in the back And never paying the bill Ain't no nursery rhyme Just a Jill and her climb And the whole town sees it now With the where and the how SPRING-HEELED JILL

