A Prostitute, An Angel

I see you on the corner in your dress, trying to make money for rent, i see you going home with that man, back to his apartment.

I see you stripping off your lingerie, doing a sad little dance. I see the beasts a-bloomin in his eyes so what do you think about that?

So when i tell you fly, fly. And when i tell you hide, hide. And when I tell you run, run for your life.

Gabriel, I call your name, little whisper in the dark and I'll come running.

I met you when you were a little girl, your mamma's a crystal meth head. She kept you locked inside the house for weeks to go off with her boyfriend.

I see you when you're crying in your sleep, wishing you'd been aborted, I see you drawing pictures in the dark, so what do you think about that?

So when i tell you fly, fly. And when i tell you hide, hide. And when i tell you smile, smile. And when I tell you to run, run for your life. Little whisper in the dark.