After Dark

The Angels

She walks down the line, no sense of time 
Eternity 
She talks of the years, blinded by tears 
Her majesty
Fantasy 
The mirror just confused her 

She pleaded guilty to a charge of 
Perverse delight 
Trying to control the childhood dream that 
Haunts her through the night 
Is it the spoken truth or is it 
The truth that is heard? 
There's no one speaking 
And no one's listening to words

On skid row after dark 
Skid row after dark 
Skid row after dark 

She hides in the night, turns down her light 
Time to wait
She holds out her hand, dreams of her man 
Love or hate, it's all too late 
Already she was dying 

She pleaded guilty to a charge of 
Perverse delight 
Trying to control the childhood dream that 
Haunts her through the night 
Is it the spoken truth or it 
The truth that is heard? 
There's no one speaking 
And no one's listening to words 

On skid row after dark 
Skid row after dark 
Skid row after dark 

On skid row after dark 
Skid row after dark 
Skid row after dark 
After dark 
After dark 
After dark