I remember that night, I just might (Doesn't mean I want him any less) A toast to the groom! (To the groom, to the groom, to the groom) To the bride! (To the bride, to the bride, to the bride) From your sister (Angelica, Angelica, Angelica)

Imminilalo Imminilalo Wrestle with your darkness Angels call your name Can you hear what they are saying Will you ever be the same Staring up into the heavens In this hell that binds your hands Will you sacrifice your comfort Make your way in a foreign

You're my angel You're my angel, you see me through Believe in me, I'll believe in you Oh fill my heart from your loving well Pick me up when I'm feeling down When I stumble on shaky ground Oh you're my answer when I can't tell Oh you take me up to

I found the price of love and lost my mind I'd do it all again and won't think twice Won't think twice Well, you're no angel I never asked you to be You're my danger 'cause that's just what I need But it still hurts me Well, sometimes I wonder what is

I'll be coming home next year Say goodbye When I come down I'm in the sky tonight There I can keep by your side Come on, get on, get on Living with our heads underground Everything's all right up here Watching the wide world riot

Tomorrow comes and goes before you know So I just had to let you know Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel Love your imperfections every angle But nothing can compare to when you're naked Beautiful, beautiful life right now Beautiful,

This ain't love (this ain't love) A way to fool myself again I've always been too sensitive To have a good night To have a good time Because my heart can't handle it So I told that angel on my shoulder Grabbed your waist and pulled you closer in so tight

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

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

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I