Don't bring it in
Angel comes home, his clothes in a cloud
Those things he's seen
She feels this with no introduction
Those things he's seen
He can't show what she doesn't want to know

She waits inside, she knows he's arrived
At angel's door, you have to leave it on the floor
Though he tries to maintain the illusion
Don't bring it in

(Don't bring it in)
Of the dust and the dirt and destruction
She knows the smell of that life he can't tell
(Don't bring it in)

Angel's door, you have to leave it on the floor
He can't show what she doesn't want to know
Inside his brain he's never the same
Of the fires and the flesh and confusion