Yor eies bewitchte my wit, yr wit bewitchte my will, Thus wth yor eies and wit you doe bewitche me still And yet you are no witch, whose spirit is not evill, And yet you are a witche, and yet you are no devill. Oh witchinge eies, and wit, where wit and eies maie Reade, A witche, and not a witche, and yet a witche indeede. She needs to know What it's worth to stay inside She needs to go Or we're all gonna die