Chicagoland
Irene Wilde
Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
The pyre waits for the woman who wants
Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
The lady is burnt by her lover’s tongue
Something wicked this way comes
Just driving around, just driving around
Oh, I think I might just be Chicago bound
For I gotta make it out there
For you’re the friend that I need
To see, so maybe my heart will know some peace
My heads starting to pound
Starting to pound
These flashes through my eyelids
Are scaring me now
But I gotta make it out there
For there’s a friend that I need
To see, to keep these images from ending me
Nervous twitch in my hands
For another cigarette that will surely be my end
I can’t calm down
I gotta make it there to make my amends
Just so I can beg you to hold me
So there would be silence in my head
But I am unwanted in Chicagoland
Growing fearful now
I'm growing fearful now
For every time I reach you
You're response is foul
But I gotta make it out there
For there’s a friend that I need
To see
So maybe my heartache will cease
In me
I'm growing manic now
I'm growing manic now
My sanity breaks with every pound
Of my poor heartbeat
As I'm reading the things you’re sending me
Get the fuck outta town
Oh, nervous twitch in my hands
For another cigarette that will surely be my end
Another mile down
I can feel my panic rising
For I just to hold me
To help contain who I am
But I'm unwanted in Chicago
Oh, my wicked heart
Oh, this way comes to you
Asking for my friend
Oh, my wicked heart
Oh, this way comes to you
With hope, you’ll take me in
Oh, my wicked heart
Oh, how it needs you
Despite the lashings of your tongue
Oh, my wicked heart
Better turn around
You’re a burden now
You have no friend here
Oh, nervous twitch in my hands
For another cigarette that will be but one end
I’ve lost it now
I can feel myself
Hyperventilating
For all I needed
All I needed
Was my friend
Now I'm all alone in Chicagoland