She is living there still
In the house up on the hill
In the closet, on the stairs
Moving curtains, rocking chairs
She reminds me every day
She's forever gone away
Of the pain I used to cause
I can feel her teeth and claws
I hear scratching at the door
Pounding steps across the floor
From the other rooms at night
I can see a moving light
In the attic I hear screams
She is with me in my dreams
All the terrible things I've done
Now she is forever gone
But I know she lives there still
In the house up on the hill
