I Want More From You Than You Can Hide Beneath The Floor

Looking back in retrospect, did you ever get what you'd expect? Trying to justify, find out from where it came. The Devil was your angel, but it's not no more. The Devil was your angel when you weren't sure.

Do I tempt trouble to break through all these doors? Just to put a face to the voice who chimes 'Who's home?'. To fight for what's precious, to know what's under the floor; To treat it so good, I swear, I'd never want for more.

When I found my peace there were still mistakes, however painfully aware in every step I take. Trying to rectify, got lost along the way. Well I've been trying to justify, find out from where it came. The Devil was my angel, but now I'm just not sure. Trouble was my angel, where there's always more.

I'm going to take it back down. I will feel no shame. I'm going to take it right down and I'll take the blame until my dreams are all here again ...

Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure. With trouble as my angel, there's always more. Maybe you're an angel. Try to remember you're an angel. Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure.