Tangled words were never mine.

I have a tale to tell about a girl whose soul was screwed, she was born into a life with everything to lose. Her father sold her to the trade when she was just a child, she was seventeen and never ever learned to smile. She took a bullet and she blew out her brains, she didn’t say goodbye, she just went away. And now who’s missing her? I wish she was here. Her name was Angel, and she’d had a bad year.

So you wanna call me the devil’s advócate, when you don’t know the half of it? Cause i was raised to believe in miracles, my life is so cold.

Where did Jesus go? Where did Jesus go? Where did Jesus go? He disappeared.

What’s the point of screaming out if no one gives a damn? What’s the point of reaching out if no one lends a hand? She had passed the point where there was nothing left to give. She was seventeen and never ever learned to live.

So you wanna call me the devil’s advócate, when you don’t know the half of it? Cause i was raised to believe in miracles, my life is so cold.

Where did Jesus go? Where did Jesus go? Where did Jesus go? He disappeared.

She needed an angel to love, and no one sent her an angel. She needed an angel to love her, but no one sent her an angel.

So you wanna call me the devil’s advócate, when you don’t know the half of it? Cause i was raised to believe in miracles, my life is so cold.

Where did Jesus go? Where did Jesus go? Where did Jesus go? He disappeared.