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I met an angel and he told me to go screw myself
But he smiled when he said those words
So I let him take me to a gritty bar and bought him a drink
We talked for hours then he ditched like he should
But the last words he said were, "Don't screw up too bad."

So the angel left and I was alone again
But that is just fine because I'm better off this way
The Queen of ants and all that jazz or whatever he took me for
But as I smirk while leaning back against my red velvet throne
I have to admit that I lied to him that night
Never once have I felt anything for 'angels'
And although I believe in God, that doesn't mean I'm a good person.

So I smile with soft eyes, and hide the calculating smirk
Always knowing exactly when a person falls into the grass stained dirt
Welcoming the newest failure into my warm embrace.

But I wonder when these tears will stop falling
Because I'm sick of losing my angels
And God knows I can't always pretend.

Description
I met an angel and he told me to go screw myself
But he smiled when he said those words
So I let him take me to a gritty bar and bought him a drink
We talked for hours then he ditched like he should
But the last words he said were, "Don't screw up too bad."

So the angel left and I was alone again
But that is just fine because I'm better off this way
The Queen of ants and all that jazz or whatever he took me for
But as I smirk while leaning back against my red velvet throne
I have to admit that I lied to him that night
Never once have I felt anything for 'angels'
And although I believe in God, that doesn't mean I'm a good person.

So I smile with soft eyes, and hide the calculating smirk
Always knowing exactly when a person falls into the grass stained dirt
Welcoming the newest failure into my warm embrace.

But I wonder when these tears will stop falling
Because I'm sick of losing my angels
And God knows I can't always pretend.