Angle

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance,

for a break that would make it okay.

There’s always one reason to feel not good enough,

and it’s hard at the end of the day.

I need some distraction oh beautiful release

memory seeps from my veins

let me be empty and weightless and maybe

I’ll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you’re in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort here

so tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn

there’s vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting

you keep on building the lie

that you make up for all that you lack

it don’t make no difference

escaping one last time

it’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh

this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

some comfort here