Verse 1
Whenever a woman stands up too tall Whenever she refuses to take the fall You pull out the same old ink and pen And write her down as a warning to men You named her Jezebel, you named her whore Because she wouldn’t bow at the king’s front door You threw her to the dogs and erased her line And called it holy justice in your divine design
Pre-Chorus
History is written by the ones who survived To cover up the mothers who were buried alive
Chorus
Turn the page in the Book of Jezebel Read the stories that they wouldn’t tell A woman with power, a woman with sight A woman who refused to fade into the night Write my name in red, brand me with the spell Welcome to the Book of Jezebel!
Verse 2
You painted her face in painted paint To make sure nobody thought she was a saint Because a woman who owns her beauty and mind Is the most dangerous threat your laws can find So you made up the rumors, you constructed the lie You needed her dead so your kingdom wouldn’t die But paper burns and ink fades out And the truth comes screaming through the silent doubt
Pre-Chorus 2
History is written by the ones who survived To cover up the mothers who were buried alive
Chorus
Turn the page in the Book of Jezebel Read the stories that they wouldn’t tell A woman with power, a woman with sight A woman who refused to fade into the night Write my name in red, brand me with the spell Welcome to the Book of Jezebel!
Bridge
[Intense driving rhythm, heavy bass] I’m not standing in her shadow— I’m writing the next chapter! You gave me her name like a insult I wear it like armor! Call me Jezebel! Call me Heretic! Call me whatever keeps your priests sick!
Final Chorus
Turn the page in the Book of Jezebel! Every line is a fire from the deep of hell! I hold the crown you tried to throw away And I’m ruling the kingdom you built on decay! Book of Jezebel… I am the author now!