I've gone, far away
To a place, where I die alone
My mom once said
There's an angel, above my bed
So I'm calling out Gabriel
Where is my message of hope
Many things I do regret
All the things I should've said
Laying here thinking in my bed
And I have told you
The only truth
You are the angel in my room
And in my dreams, in my life
I see it everyday from 9 to 5
Working on how to tell me
The truth
That you don't love me too
I hate myself and so does everyone else too
