Eleanor Rigby by some guitar group:
Waits at the window, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
So she’s so lonely, apparently she murdered someone just to have their face. And she wears it! That’s straight up Ed Gein territory.
Eleanor Rigby by some guitar group:
Waits at the window, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
So she’s so lonely, apparently she murdered someone just to have their face. And she wears it! That’s straight up Ed Gein territory.