Traci Lords Fallen angel

You say you wake up In the morning Feeling used Like a fallen angel Tired and bruised It s got you feeling So insane More dead than alive Love s got you stained On the inside Oh, is it love, love, love Oh, is it love, sweet love So don t tell me You feel pretty When you re such a mess Just try to remember And don t forget We re all dancing in the darkness Don t shut out the light I want so bad to ease your pain On the inside Oh, is it love, love, love Oh, is it love, sweet love Drowning in excess Thoughts of suicide Like a mirror You can t hide Fallen angel Fallen angel