In a Muggle-bearing world
And she wishes to run away
He shies away from her rich mind
Turns away from her insight
Like a crup left out all day
She's by herself again
Wiping what just fell from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying
She sees an image of herself
Setting him under her spell
And whisking him away
He comes along for her kiss
Who knew it would end like this
Now he’s gonna get away
She's all alone again
Left inside of her own mind
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of trying
She's by herself again
Left to fend in this strange world
Her days are filled with sighing
Her days are slowly dying
These times are not worth fighting
But she gets so sick of crying
She's an Extraordinary witch
an Extraordinary witch
an Extraordinary witch
an Extraordinary witch