i was raised on a dirt road 

ghost town, stray dogs

whole nine, the gold mine closed down 

i knew the woods like the back of my hand 

and i would shoot the breeze 

with the roots and trees 

i'd go by the river 

and watch the way the devil dances 

but never took his hand 

even though i did have several chances 

everybody slept 

when the morning dew turned to frost 

darkness moved in 

and somebody burned a cross 

a girl named stella cuwin 

was prettier than you`d imagine 

the town should've given her the crown 

for the beauty pageant 

but instead 

some local pinhead started spreading rumors 

about the cuwins being inbreds 

and what's worse, people believed it 

cause the family was dirt poor 

and down on their luck

so that made it hurt more 

picking up garbage and mowing the grass 

at this point stella stopped going to class 

you know how they ridicule a kid in school 

and this shit's enough 

to make anybody feel like a misfit 

she made herself invisible 

and hid inside a house of mirrors 

whenever the fear stops

so did the tear drops 

but fear is forever

and lies become legend 

and eventually growing

slowly, exponentially 

she should've been a cover girl

treated like a princess 

but she's an enigma

haunted by the stigma of incest 



she tried to hide the scars

her name reminds me of the stars 

i saw diamonds divide 

in the corners of her eyes 



she tried to hide the scars

her name reminds me of the stars 

i saw diamonds divide 

in the corners of her eyes 



one horse town 

known for the most softness 

little old schoolhouse

burned down post office 

blueberries and bulrushes 

a tree with a tire swing 

volunteer fireman's fair

the whole entire thing 

stella was heartbroken

decided to start smoking 

bad taste in her mouth

she grew into a sad face 

her few friends were worried 

but her parents were always pround of her 

but she never escaped from under the cloud cover 

a woman reduced

she was eaten by a monster 

and after all these years

the past, it still haunts her

it whispers her name 

when she's trying instead 

to just listen to music 

while she's lying in bed 

now the story of stella 

is one that every child knows 

but the witch in the woods 

is more like a wild rose 



she tried to hide the scars

her name reminds me of the stars 

i saw diamonds divide 

in the corners of her eyes 



she tried to hide the scars

her name reminds me of the stars 

i saw diamonds divide 

in the corners of her eyes