TWISTED ANGEL || I got the faith of a fallen angel, | The poison stuck inside of me. | Sick of feeling weak inside every bone, | It's just so hard to break free. || Now I won't let go, | I can't help but think about, | The things I don't, | Understand the hate inside of me. || I got the point of the blame on my finger, | Dirt caught under these nails. | Sick of feeling lost, down in misery, | I'm sick of chasing my own tail. || Now I can't let go, | I can't help but think about, | The things I don't, | Understand the pain inside of me. || Nah, nah, no. | I’m a broken and twisted angel. | No, I can't help it now.... | I'm a low down & hurting angel. || I can pick you apart to put you back again, | I can twist your memories. | I can make you laugh just to give you pain, | Then I can turn your famine to feed. || Now I can't let go, | I can't help but think about, | The things I don't, | Understand the pain inside of me. || Nah, nah, no. | I’m a broken and twisted angel. | No, I can't help it now, | I'm a low down & hurting angel. ||