Into the fire Into the night You satisfy him with courageous might You take the team You leave him one You're never finished 'til the job is done Evangelina Evangelina The lonely souls The terrified Their desperation keeps them up at night You open fire Show no restraint By day no single trace of your war paint Evangelina Evangelina Evangelina Evangelina Evangelina You are a wondrous thing They pluck your petals, pluck your petals But they'll grow back in spring You are a wondrous thing You are a call in the dark You face the falling and the falling They will call you the patron saint of the lonely heart The patron saint of the lonely heart Patron saint of the lonely heart Evangelina Evangelina You are the nemesis of purity and you draw the ire I've got you in the skillet from the pan to the fire The buyers and the judges want you inside their cars Then they cast you out like the heroine you are Evangelina Evangelina