(Poole/Martin/Poole)

Wish on
The love song, baby
Won’t come out of my mouth
Well it’s a shame
But my naivety
Got washed up and hung out…
Oh…

But all the boys say
Angel eyes
But they don’t know the devil inside
Angel eyes
The smile is sweet, but it’s a big lie
Angel eyes
The babe’s a bitch, she’s making you blind

But if it weren’t coloured
I wouldn’t be a butterfly

Weathershield protects my halo
Cute and kinda chic
A storm’s brewing
Faces staring turns me into a freak…

But all the boys, they still say
Angel eyes
But they don’t know the devil inside
Angel eyes
The smile is sweet, but it’s a big lie
Angel eyes
The fucking bitch, she’s making you blind

But if it weren’t coloured
It wouldn’t be a butterfly