That's what I call home Daddy don't know a stranger A handshake and he's your friend Oh and Mama she's an angel She'll hold you tight till the heartache ends Just a place made of nails and wood But it's the love that makes you feel so good That's what I

I am your angel I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are And then you will see,

So blue, so blue So blue, oh And from his rib an angel born as Eve Thy hair inspired God to make the breeze Thy lips inspired God to make a man Formed into flesh and promised him her hand Why do I cry at night still? Can't sleep without the Nyquil

Just walk away Make it easy on yourself Please release me from this hell There's just nothing left to feel I'm sorry for the Demon I've become You should be sorry for the angel you are not I apologize for the cruel things that I did But I don't regret

Pacing the cage Sunset is an angel weeping Holding out a bloody sword No matter how I squint I cannot Make out what it's pointing toward Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long Days drip slowly on the page You catch yourself I've proven who I am so

Sweet silver angels over the sea Please come down flyin' low for me Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker He's a bandit and a heart breaker One time I trusted a stranger And it was gently enticin' me Tho there was somethin' wrong But when I turned he was gone

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

She wears it like a dress Post-traumatic mess And don't sleep, it hurts to be awake The things they make her take Angela, Angela Oh, we don’t speak She stayed an extra week

Love will do that It changes everything It'll drive you crazy Sometimes it just makes you laugh Yeah, love will do that It makes the angels sing Puts the past right back in the past Oh, I know I know I know The second I saw you

Cause that's how California rolls I'm talkin' 'bout me and you Baby you could be a movie star, hey (in Los Angeles) Get yourself a medical card, yea (in Los Angeles) They do the fingers like red fox (in Los Angeles) You can make it on a light blue box,