She smelled like 2am
took him back to her place
where all the saints adorn the walls
delivering her from grace
he knew he should leave
that this could only turn cold
she was a bad bad girl
so he told her so
under the shadows of doubt
he had the whisper of lust
he said no touching tonight
she closed her eyes in his trust
she said tuck me in
he knew his judgement was sound
still he pulled back the sheets
and said you better lie down cuz the angels are watching
she closed her eyes and said quit the talking
you can hurt me do whatever you like
her every word was in italics
as it would fall from her lips
the walls made of broken promises
he hoped this wouldnt be his
she said tell me what to do
he knew right then he was done
feeling lonely and confused
he said you better lie down cuz the angels are watching
she closed her eyes and said quit the talking
you can hurt me do whatever you like
so he said shut your mouth girl the angels are listening
you better lie down cuz the angels are watching
she closed her eyes and said quit the talking
you can hurt me do whatever you like
she crossed herself now the moments are missing
you can hurt me do whatever you like
glancing through the curtains
questions on her tongue
she spoke in third person
and he had seen every one
awkward and admitted
said shut the door when you go
perhaps he should have reconsidered (oh no)
when he said you better lie down cuz the angels are watching
she closed her eyes and said quit the talking
you can hurt me do whatever youd like
so he said shut your mouth girl the angels are listening
she crossed herself now the moments are missing
you can hurt me do whatever you like
