Leaving the throne, she's found anew

Strung up in
A bedpost web
Love, spiders; you won't feel a thing
Love, spiders; you won't feel a thing

She had a run in with the doctor of fishes
Now she smiles like a princess, legs behind her head
Off with his head, his head
Off with his head, his head

Doctors, cameras, loved ones, unhand her

Off with his head, off with his head
Behold the sight of our villain in peril
This doctor's hand in her, she is fucked by a million viewers
Off with his head, off with his head
Behold the sight of our villain in peril
Off with his head, off with his head
Behold the sight

A doctor stands accused of painting the roses red
A doctor stands accused of painting the roses red

So smile big for the cameras (Yeah, yeah)
We're sending this one home
So smile big for the cameras (Yeah, yeah)
We're sending this one home
These eight legs dug their way in
These eight legs dug their way in
These eight legs dug their way in

A doctor stands accused of painting the roses red
A doctor stands accused of painting the roses red

She had a run in with the doctor of fishes
Now she smiles like a princess, legs behind her head
Off with his head, his head