Devil Song — Beth Orton

When the devil comes blowing through your door You'll know there's trouble, and he's coming back for more You better keep what is precious hidden under the floor Or you better treat it so good it will never want for more

But looking back in retrospect Did you ever really get what you'd expect? Trying to rectify Got lost a little further You've been trying to justify Find out how and where it came

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 which always home? To fight for what is precious, to know what's under the floor If I could treat it so good, I swear I'd never want for more

But when I found my peace There was still mistakes However painfully awaring every step I take Trying to rectify Got lost a little further Well, I've been trying to justify Find out how and where it came

The devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure. To travel as my angel there's always my whore

Gonna take you back down I won't feel no shame Till my dreams Are my own again Gonna take you right down, and I'll take the blame Till my dreams are my own again

Here I am again

Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure To travel as my angel there's always my whore Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure