Fallen angels love to sing
Of their memories
Broken dreams and broken wings
I'm so scared of what I'll hear
Your songs fall out of me like tears.
What more can I do?
No one ever sees this side of you
In all your little lies
I know there's truth
And all these foolish things you do
When you ask me to leave
And I fall to my knees
And I'm beggin' you, please.