My Insane Little Angel

My insane little angel my insane little angel
What kind of mood might you be in
Well I could never tell
Just when I thought things were going to gel,

You made me a part of your living hell
Once I thought you were my perfect angel
Before you became tormented Tinker Bell
Every time that brain of yours began to swell,

What would happen to us I often wondered
Only time would tell
Waiting on my stormy mistress when night fell
You used to go to psychics so your fortune they could foretell,

But people never change and I know that now
Watching you bludgeon the sacred cow
For being a deceptive actress you should take a bow
Amazingly you were always the one crying foul,

You could have been the queen of the nile
But somehow somewhere you were defiled
Always miserable and living in denial
Oh my poor pathetic grown child,

My insane little angel my insane little angel
Too bad you fell into my deep wishing well
For anyone who knew you it would be a hard sell
All the times you attacked when you just needed to be held.