The Spell

I have tried to break free
from your spell
but I am a lost soul
on a voyage to hell
You make my body
scream and my mind yell
I know there is no return
from another wrong turn
Because I have tried
so many times before
to break free from your spell
but you must be the lord of hell
dialing my number on your cell
with a brand new bridge to sell
You play with my heart
and then break it apart
I have tried to walk away
but I always go back
to the bottomless pit where I fell
drinking ruby red wine
instead of water from the well
Only God knows how many times
I have tried to break free
from your never ending spell