Who put Bella in the witch elm son?
Who put Bella in the witch elm son?
I don't want you to call them that
I don't want you to call them that
Because they always find a way to come back
Who took Bella's hand my son?
Who cut Bella's hand my son?
Don't you dare call her that
Don't you dare call her that
Because they will find you out my lad
We keep our hearts locked to them all
But we make our mark in chalk upon the wall