You call her an angel…this girl I know so well.
She is no angel…she is more likely from hell.
She cries at night so no one knows…
She holds it all inside…only on her skin does it show.
You tell her you love her.
She doesn't understand…
She isn't this person…
She's really something bad.
She looks in the mirror…
She doesn't know who she sees…
This is no angel looking back at me.
I'm a whore, a slut…
I'm someone's little bit of fun.
I let it happen…
They don't ask that much.
I'm definitely no angel…
You are horribly confused.
I'm just another girl…
One that doesn't mind being used.
I can't stand this person…
I'm not the girl you say I am.
Wild and outrageous…
I'm completely out of hand.
I wish I was an angel.
I wish that I could see…
Something beautiful…worthwhile…
Something that I could never be.
I'm no angel…
I'm not innocent and sweet.
I'm just a girl…
I've lost myself completely.