My Angel...

Is it true?

Is it over?

Did I throw it away?

On the first page of our story

The future seemed so bright

Then this thing turned out so evil

I don't know why I'm still surprised

Even angels have their wicked schemes

And you take that to new extremes

I can't tell you what it really is

I can only tell you what it feels like

And right now there's a steel knife In my windpipe

I can't breathe

But I still fight

While I can fight

As long as the wrong feels right

It's like I'm in flight

High of a love

But are you just gonna stand there and watch me burn

Are you just gonna stand there and hear me cry

Theres no use in trying or need to pretend

I'm falling out of a perfect dream, coming out of the blue