Full moon shines on a quiet dead end street
Wandering, with no place to go
Soft candlelight, a dark corner seat
"Join me..." Perhaps I should go
Regret greets you smiling
But it all comes too late
You can wind back a film
But the end's always the same
I'm under the spell
Hear the toll of the bell
What's a poor, fallen angel to do?
And who gets the blame?
Of the three I could name
There was midnight, the devil and you
Complicated, the story unfolds
A simple plan makes everything right
Lean in close to the soft, whispered words
My undoing, evil thoughts come to mind
Regret greets you smiling
A little bit too late
You can wind back a film
But the end's always the same
I'm under the gun
Now it's life on the run
What's a poor, fallen angel to do?
And who gets the blame?
Of the three I could name
There was midnight, the devil and you
I sat down by the river with my head in my hands
Looking for a way to break free
But a poor, lonely sinner with blood on his hands
Isn't likely to win much sympathy
I'm under the spell
A descent into hell
What's a poor, fallen angel to do?
And who gets the blame?
Of the three I could name
There was midnight, the devil and you