When the [bad word] blowing through your door 
You'll know there's trouble, and [bad word] 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 [bad word] 

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 [bad word] 
Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel 
Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure