Cut Up Angels
by Used, The
album: In Love and Death (2004)
If we cut out the bad
Well then we'd have nothing left
Like i cut up your mouth
The night i stuffed it all in
And you lied to the angels
Said i stabbed you to death
If we go at the same time
They'll clean up the mess
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle
Watch me kick out the chair
Let you chew up the glass
And laughed as you just hung there
I have thought of rose petals
Mostly perfect and pure
I thought of your petals
And the abuse they've been through
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust to bring almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels just like a gun YEA
I told the angels
Can't stay in heaven
I asked the devil, the devil, the devil.
If we cut out the bad
Then we'd have nothing left
Like i cut up your angels
Yeh you stabbed me to death
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
I lost my head
You couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a...