Sun came up it was another day
And the sun went down you were blown away
Why'd you let go of your guitar
Why'd you ever let it go that far [bad word] Angel
Could've held on to that long smooth neck
Let your hand remember every fret
Fingers touching each shiny string
But you let go of everything [bad word] Angel [bad word] Angel
You're on the other side [bad word] Angel
You're on the other side
Followers would cling to you
Hang around just to meet you
Some threw roses at your feet
And watch you pass out on the street [bad word] Angel
Feed you and pay off all your debts
Kiss your brow taste your sweat
Write about your soul your guts
Criticize you and wish you luck [bad word] Angel [bad word] Angel
You're on the other side [bad word] Angel
You're on the other side

SOLO

Some kind of savior singing the blues
derelict in your duct tape shoes
Your orphan clothes and your long dark hair
Looking like you didn't care
 [bad word] Angel
Blood spilled out from the hole in your heart
Over the strings of your guitar
The worn down places in the wood
That once made you feel so good [bad word] Angel [bad word] Angel
You're on the other side [bad word] Angel
You're on the other side
Sun came up it was another day
And the sun went down you were blown away
Why'd you let go of your guitar
Why'd you ever let it go that far [bad word] Angel [bad word] Angel