She smelled like 2am
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Took him back to her place
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Where all the saints adorn the walls
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Delivering her from grace
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He knew he should leave
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That this could only turn cold
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She was a bad bad girl
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So he told her so
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Under the shadows of doubt
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He had the whisper of lust
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He said no touching tonight
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She closed her eyes in his trust
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She said tuck me in
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He knew his judgement was sound
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Still he pulled back the sheets
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And said you better lie down cause the angels are watching
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She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
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You can hurt me do whatever you like
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Her every word was in italics
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As it would fall from her lips
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The walls made of broken promises
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He hoped this wouldn't be his
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She said tell me what to do
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He knew right then he was done
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Feeling lonely and confused
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He said you better lie down cause the angels are watching
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She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
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You can hurt me do whatever you like
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So he said shut your mouth girl the angels are listening
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You better lie down cause the angels are watching
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She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
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You can hurt me do whatever you like
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She crossed herself now the moments are missing
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You can hurt me do whatever you like
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Glancing through the curtains
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Questions on her tongue
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She spoke in third person
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And he had seen every one
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Awkward and admitted
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Said shut the door when you go
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Perhaps he should have reconsidered (oh no)
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When he said you better lie down cause the angels are watching
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She closed her eyes and said quit the talking
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You can hurt me do whatever you like
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So he said shut your mouth girl the angels are listening
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She crossed herself now the moments are missing
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You can hurt me do whatever you like
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Sister
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She Wants Revenge |