She smelled like 2 am   took him back to her place   where all the saints adorned the walls.   delivering her from grace   he knew he should leave   and 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 judgment was sound   still he pulled back the sheets   and said       [Chorus]   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 were made of broken promises   he hoped this wouldn't be his.   She said 'tell me what to do'   he knew right then he was done   feeling lonely and confused   he said       [Chorus]   'you better lie down 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'   she crossed herself now the moments are missing   'you can hurt me do whatever you like'      glancing through the curtain   questions on her tongue   she spoke in third person   and he had seen every one   awkward and embittered   said 'shut the door when you go'   perhaps he should've reconsidered (oh no)   when he said       [Chorus]    you better lie down 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'   she crossed herself now the moments are missing   'you can hurt me do whatever you like'