| Song | Tainted Angel |
| Artist | Southgang |
| Album | Tainted Angel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Child, Harte, Walker | |
| (b. walker, j. harte, d. child) | |
| She's a small town high school homecoming queen, | |
| Only seventeen. | |
| The kind of girl every boy would love to bring home home, | |
| To mama on a diamond ring. | |
| She's daddy's little baby, she's the apple of his eye. | |
| And if he knew i took a bite, | |
| He'd take back paradise. | |
| She's my tainted angel. | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven. | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She was pure as fallen snow, | |
| But she melted just like ice. | |
| When i took that little angel, | |
| Put the fire in her eyes. | |
| My tainted angel, my tainted angel, angel. | |
| She was shy until i pulled down the blinds. | |
| You know what i mean. | |
| Her love was like drivin' a brand new car. | |
| She'd never gone so far, she was squeaky clean. | |
| Well little miss perfection looks so candy apple sweet, | |
| But underneaths' a woman who knows just what she needs. | |
| She's my tainted angel. | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She was pure as fallen snow, | |
| But she melted just like ice. | |
| When i took that little angel, | |
| Put the fire in her eyes, | |
| My tainted angel, my tainted angel, angel. | |
| Oh my angel, | |
| Girl let's find a place where we can hide away. | |
| And i'll whisper all the things that you don't dare to say. | |
| Let's break away. | |
| She's my tainted angel, | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She's my tainted angel, | |
| Now she's got fire in her eyes. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But in my arms, she melted just like ice. |
| zuo qu : Child, Harte, Walker | |
| b. walker, j. harte, d. child | |
| She' s a small town high school homecoming queen, | |
| Only seventeen. | |
| The kind of girl every boy would love to bring home home, | |
| To mama on a diamond ring. | |
| She' s daddy' s little baby, she' s the apple of his eye. | |
| And if he knew i took a bite, | |
| He' d take back paradise. | |
| She' s my tainted angel. | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven. | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She was pure as fallen snow, | |
| But she melted just like ice. | |
| When i took that little angel, | |
| Put the fire in her eyes. | |
| My tainted angel, my tainted angel, angel. | |
| She was shy until i pulled down the blinds. | |
| You know what i mean. | |
| Her love was like drivin' a brand new car. | |
| She' d never gone so far, she was squeaky clean. | |
| Well little miss perfection looks so candy apple sweet, | |
| But underneaths' a woman who knows just what she needs. | |
| She' s my tainted angel. | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She was pure as fallen snow, | |
| But she melted just like ice. | |
| When i took that little angel, | |
| Put the fire in her eyes, | |
| My tainted angel, my tainted angel, angel. | |
| Oh my angel, | |
| Girl let' s find a place where we can hide away. | |
| And i' ll whisper all the things that you don' t dare to say. | |
| Let' s break away. | |
| She' s my tainted angel, | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She' s my tainted angel, | |
| Now she' s got fire in her eyes. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But in my arms, she melted just like ice. |
| zuò qǔ : Child, Harte, Walker | |
| b. walker, j. harte, d. child | |
| She' s a small town high school homecoming queen, | |
| Only seventeen. | |
| The kind of girl every boy would love to bring home home, | |
| To mama on a diamond ring. | |
| She' s daddy' s little baby, she' s the apple of his eye. | |
| And if he knew i took a bite, | |
| He' d take back paradise. | |
| She' s my tainted angel. | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven. | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She was pure as fallen snow, | |
| But she melted just like ice. | |
| When i took that little angel, | |
| Put the fire in her eyes. | |
| My tainted angel, my tainted angel, angel. | |
| She was shy until i pulled down the blinds. | |
| You know what i mean. | |
| Her love was like drivin' a brand new car. | |
| She' d never gone so far, she was squeaky clean. | |
| Well little miss perfection looks so candy apple sweet, | |
| But underneaths' a woman who knows just what she needs. | |
| She' s my tainted angel. | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She was pure as fallen snow, | |
| But she melted just like ice. | |
| When i took that little angel, | |
| Put the fire in her eyes, | |
| My tainted angel, my tainted angel, angel. | |
| Oh my angel, | |
| Girl let' s find a place where we can hide away. | |
| And i' ll whisper all the things that you don' t dare to say. | |
| Let' s break away. | |
| She' s my tainted angel, | |
| My lovin' took her wings away. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But the devil got his way. | |
| She' s my tainted angel, | |
| Now she' s got fire in her eyes. | |
| She was made in heaven, | |
| But in my arms, she melted just like ice. |