Mothers Scorn

x2 Well Cinderella was a-runnin' back home she has never met quite a prince Looked in the mirror had a shower, scrubbin' hard but could not wash off his fingerprints She couldn't speak, couldn't make a sound Quiet like a mouse but her heart was beating loud Above the- above the tile there was a medicine cabinet grabbed a razor held it to her wrist Oh grabbed a razor held it to her wrist So don't you lay those hallelujahs on those babies anymore Because a change is one the wind and someone's gonna start a war And a reckoning is coming to the foot of your front door A settled score, for a mother's scorn In the kitchen's where the mother found her lying lookin' just like she had seen a ghost She tried to shake her but she knew that what had happened was the one thing she had feared the most She didn't speak, didn't wanna tell But hid it in her stomach where it tortured her to hell It was an- instant decision influenced by the division of the people and the holy host The people and the holy host So don't you lay those hallelujahs on those babies anymore Because a change is one the wind and someone's gonna start a war And a reckoning is coming to the foot of your front door A settled score, for a mother's scorn x2 x2 So don't you lay those hallelujahs on those babies anymore Because a change is one the wind and someone's gonna start a war And a reckoning is coming to the foot of your front door A settled score, for a mother's scorn For mother's scorn x5