Song Lyrics by: Michael Sean Perry

{c: Verse}

Finish the bottle princess up on Green Witch Hill

Your crumbling drive is not good for long

In matters of love and war to the victor go the spoils

And the right to tell their side of the story

You won a Stetson Hat and my all wheel drive

A raincoat and a steel baton with your name etched on the side

{c: Bridge}

There’s a storm that’s coming

It’s going to wash your hill away

You won fair as war is

Think you’re gonna need my stuff one day

{c: Chorus}

Enjoy your Spoils Of Love I’m spoiled for love by you

Hoard your Spoils Of Love up on Green Witch Hill

{c: Verse}

I have never been thrown like this before

Every morning I rise up to lift my heart up off the floor

I’m finally feeling like I’m myself again

Realized you’re nothing but a small town common gem

Who peaked in high school and life had nowhere to go but down

Just a twisted princess of your hill in that small town

{c: Bridge}

There’s a storm that’s coming

It’s going to wash your hill away

You won fair as war is

Think you’re gonna need my stuff one day

{c: Chorus}

Enjoy your Spoils Of Love I’m spoiled for love by you

Hoard your Spoils Of Love up on Green Witch Hill