Strange things seem to occur, somewhere behind the nursery door
though I was just a bit of a kid, it was the bit she was looking for.
Now I don't no where to begin confessing
The way she's making me feel can't be a sin.
I was taught to believe you were looking down on everyone
And your benevolent face is beautiful to gaze upon
Now I just don't know who to tell to go to hell
who put the old devil in the distorted angel  

Chorus:
Distorted Angel  Pure illuminated sweetness
Frightening small children is just about your only weakness
I thought  that you would tell me what I'm living for
But I can't see you anymore.

I don't know what we did But I'm sorry If I made you cry
And if there's any justice at all I'd be punished for what I surmise
It will mark the spot very well where I fell
Under the shadow of the distorted angel.