She stares at the moon, her ribbons out of tune.
The memories of the past, at the bottom of her glass.
And resting on her cheek, the imprint of his ring.
A symbol of the weak, commissioned by the king.
Did he tie you down?
Did you make a sound?
She falls to her knees, screaming God please,
make something of me. Cause I've never wanted anything
like what I wanna be right now.
An angel again, an angel again somehow.
She remembers his old boots, and the shot gun that he shoots.
And all that she could take lies at the bottom of a lake.
So lift your cig and drag as you figure out a plan.
To hide it all away, how could she ever love this man?
Did you weigh him down?
Did he make a sound?
She falls to her knees, screaming God please,
make something of me. Cause I've never wanted anything
like what I wanna be right now.
An angel again, an angel again somehow.
And when you carry weight in your life,
and all the plans you make in your life,
the original decision was right.
She falls to her knees, screaming God please,
make something of me. Cause I've never wanted anything
like what I wanna be right now.
An angel again, an angel again somehow.
an angel again, an angel again.
Somehow, somehow yeah, yeah somehow, yeah oh yeah.
Did he tie you down?
Did you make a sound?
Did he weigh you down?
Did he make a sound?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, somehow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, somehow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, somehow