Žodžiai dainai: Beth Orton. Devil Song.

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
Well, you've been trying to justify
Find out how and from 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 haunts?
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

When I found my peace
There were still mistakes
However painfully your wearing every step I take
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
Well, I've been trying to justify
Find out how and from 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 it back down
And I won't feel no shame
Till my dreams are my own again
Gonna take it right down
And I'll take the blame
Till my dreams are my own again
Here I am again

The devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure
To travel as my angel there's always my whore (?)
(To trouble is my angel, there's always more)
Maybe you're an angel
Try to remember you're an angel
Remember you're an angel
If you're not sure