I bite the hands that I hold by lying through my teeth
The funny thing about me is I’m an angel underneath
I bringa knife to my throat by leaving tongue unsheathed
The irony of all this is I’m an angel underneath

People often say to me, “the devil must’ve made you do it.”
I reply they’re right, because he had the chance in hell
And he blew it
May Heaven help me survive the fate I’ve been bequeathed
Because nobody believes that I’m an angel underneath

People often say to me, “the devil must’ve made you do it.”
I reply they’re right, because he had the chance in hell
And he blew it
May Heaven help me survive the fate I’ve been bequeathed
Because nobody believes that I’m an angel underneath

And I’m an angel underneath
And I’m an angel underneath
And I’m an angel underneath, yeah.