It's what you see in men, does my rugged face cut scars like daggers, Faces on the wall we can't touch you but you move our hobby, Reach into the hall step around the feast and find the lobby, Open up the door see an angel and you'll lose your body My body (body, body) her angel (angel, angel) Picking out a name, stretching out on your sheets, Isabelle, Isabelle can't you hear me I can't tell, Is the devil in the room is he hiding in the first drawer, Hold me dear, hold me dear cant you feel me touch your ear (There have been sadder days) Starting to rotting, pretty angel