I'm trapped under water, where have all my angels gone
Damien is here to welcome you to an entirely new brand of hell
We thought we were all just having a bit of fun
Juvenile good times, or cheap motel reruns, no one can seem to tell

So your that girl who jumped in the wishing well
and found everything you never wanted
The one with all the answers but never any questions
It was you he was shouting about from teh lowest peaks of the heavens
You're God's inspiration his reason for being

Love has always been you greatest enemy
I looked in the record books to figure that out
We were reading to find a recipe for honesty
But it looks like you tore that page out