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