Texty: Anna Ternheim. Black Widow.

I let her go
Gone, gone, gone black widow
I let her go
Gone, gone, gone in a dying meadow

I just open up my window
No need to argue
If she's going

I let her go
Gone, gone, gone into deep slumber
Gone, gone as ice melt in the summer

I just open up my window
No need to argue

Lay my head against my pillow
No need to follow
If she's going