Bind my feet
To make me pretty
My toes may break
But I'll be witty
I'll grant a wish
Your deep desire
Trust me now
In bride attire
My husband left me
At the altar
He lies dead now
For he did falter
One wish is yours
For all I ask
You tell no soul
About this mask
Sign this contract
That contains
Our conversation
Or what remains
I will pick
Whose wish to grant
You wish to choose
But you can't
After all
It chose indeed
To bring you here
Your selfish greed
The contract signed
This deed is done
If only I
Had been a son
You wish liberation
From your crimes
I've seen it all
A million times
You wish for peace
I can grant it
Only cost is
A few throats slit
You wish for love
To be his wife
That's no problem
Here's your strife
There are many things
That I can do
You want the answers
I tell the truth
Step in my dears
To this dear shop
Where dreams are made
And hearts may stop