I was a witch in my time of Descartes
The time of secrets and hiding my art
Fought for my soul
But they tried to tear it apart, away
Saw the ashes of my friends
Floating by, floating by, floating by
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
I am a virgin and I am a whore
I am a saint and a sinner galore
I am the inventor of my own tradition
And the ruler of my intuition
I was a whore in the temple of babylon
I know the key and the form of your heart
I know how to make you tremble and groan
Got the power of the universe inside my own
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
I am a virgin and I am a whore
I am a saint and a sinner galore
I am the inventor of my own tradition
I am the ruler of my intuition