Six Degrees from Misty

When you were little she sold you out
 Out by the ounce the drugs and alcohol was free
 Or maybe it was your imagination
 Friend of the family but now the foe
 She gets inside your mind with everything you smoke
 That's why your conspiracy comes from some words she spoke
 The rain is controlled by misty
 There's one buy seems like three
 She always has to be behind every little problem I face
 I'd drive to Ireland but there's a lake between the land
 She hired private eyes to follow me
 Maybe I'll go to Paris and France
 And meet the Pope and someone to be with for life
 A place far away where she could never find us here
 Everything bad is a "misty"
 She's hiding in that tree
 I'm swimming at the beach and she's got submarines and high technology
 She runs my life and in my dreams at night
 And everywhere I go I'm always six degrees, from misty