"Ms. Bluebeard" lyrics

The headless man

Last night I had a frightening dream
Standing by the bed was a headless man wearing a tuxedo
I jumped up and wanted to run
My feet were frozen to the floor
The half-man opened his suitcase
Which was filled with detached heads

Here are the faces of the men you once loved
But you decapitated with your cold heart
Said the ghoulish voice
Now match the correct face to my body
He emptied the suitcase and the heads were over my chest
I woke with a scream and paced into my studio
To illustrate my horror story

Seven heads she selected
But each one disconnected
Every man she rejected
Each technique was unperfected
Seven heads she selected
But each one was disconnected

The first was a mistake
The second object of hate
The third had a beard
The fourth so weird
The fifth did it cool
The sixth drools
The seventh was a fool

Last night I had a frightening dream
Standing by my bed was a headless man wearing a tuxedo
Here are the faces of the men you once loved
But you decapitated them with your cold heart
Here are the faces of the men you once loved
But you decapitated them with your cold heart