[bad word] home to me after a hard night's work
Falls into my arms and sleeps like a bird
And startled, wakes up, like she don't know me
Draws her arm back like she's going to slug me
Who are you anyway, and what are you doing to me?

She's an angel, but she can't feel it
She got wings, she can't see 'em
She's an angel, she can't feel it
But she's flying over me every day
Every day of my life

Bright diamond eyes with daggers beneath them
She carries the chains of a million decisions
That weren't really hers to begin with anyway
But she carries them all, all the people around her
Never even notice that she's very very tired

She's an angel, but she can't feel it
She's got wings, but she can't see 'em
She's an angel, she can't see it
But she's flying above me every day
Every day of my life