Jodie Bell &; The Graveyard

I know this girl called Jodie Bell
and she is mentally unwell.
One fine day she spikes my drink
ties me up and carries me.

She takes me to the graves of cats
a feline friend, she purrs like that.
She puts bandages on me
and starts to call me mummy.

Jodie Bell
the grave I fell into was meant for
me and you.
Six feet under, kissing in the dirt.

I know this girl called Jodie Bell
she has a dark side to her world.
She would take the eyes from cats
to make a necklace and a badge.

Jodie Bell and the Graveyard
It was her church, I was her God.
And when she showed me our own stone
I called her names and tried to run.

Jodie Bell
the grave I fell into was meant for
me &; you.
Six feet under, kissing in the dirt.

any similarity to any person living or dead is purely coincidental