She'd run away with me
But I got stuck at the door
Thinking of all the things
I couldn't have any more
Why did I falter then?
Stuck standing in my regret
The things that I should have said
I swore she'd just ignore
So am I naive?
How could I believe
She'd be so sweet as to politely handle things
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Now and then I go back that day
Think of things that I couldn't say
All the thoughts that I had in my heart
I thought she'd just ignore
So am I naive?
Now that I've begun to believe
She'd be so sweet as to politely handle things
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Angel, my darling, it's not my fault
I got caught in the quagmire of my own thoughts
So take me in your arms and raise me up into the sky
And drop me from a great height I don't care if I die
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
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She'd run away with me
But I got stuck at the door
Thinking of all the things
I couldn't have any more
Why did I falter then?
Stuck standing in my regret
The things that I should have said
I swore she'd just ignore
So am I naive?
How could I believe
She'd be so sweet as to politely handle things
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Now and then I go back that day
Think of things that I couldn't say
All the thoughts that I had in my heart
I thought she'd just ignore
So am I naive?
Now that I've begun to believe
She'd be so sweet as to politely handle things
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Angel, my darling, it's not my fault
I got caught in the quagmire of my own thoughts
So take me in your arms and raise me up into the sky
And drop me from a great height I don't care if I die
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
But I got stuck at the door
Thinking of all the things
I couldn't have any more
Why did I falter then?
Stuck standing in my regret
The things that I should have said
I swore she'd just ignore
So am I naive?
How could I believe
She'd be so sweet as to politely handle things
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Now and then I go back that day
Think of things that I couldn't say
All the thoughts that I had in my heart
I thought she'd just ignore
So am I naive?
Now that I've begun to believe
She'd be so sweet as to politely handle things
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Angel, my darling, it's not my fault
I got caught in the quagmire of my own thoughts
So take me in your arms and raise me up into the sky
And drop me from a great height I don't care if I die
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
F*ck It!
Writer: Jason Fillo
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