Now that it’s over
Now that I can’t come down
I miss you
I miss you
Now that I told ya
Now that it’s turned around
I’m hiding
Confiding

Who was the angel?
Who was the monster that destroys?
You’re seeming
To see me
Who could be faithful
Given another choice?
It’s angels
Just angels

Will this become another story?
A painting of what came before we

I’ve had enough, I’m
Leaning too much on you
I’m wasted
I’m sorry
It’s in an old time
And in an older view
I’m silent
.

Will this become another story?
A painting of what came before we