Angry Angel

now i don't want to fight
i don't want to hear your talk
i only want to know when to walk and when to run

and i don't want revenge
and i don't want to save my pride
i only want to know that i tried the best i can

and i feel you when the colder north winds blow
feel you scratch my front door and i knew you'd show

angry angel
why don't you let me live my life?
i've been trying to tell you
that all of the things you do ain't cool
take your low red light along to other lives now

i feel your feathers brush my back as i give myself up for the night
the crystal fangs shine by the moon and you ask me who you should bite
but you treat justice like a whore and you're not even close to right

and i don't want to fight
no i don't want to take it there
i know you like to say that you care
and that's a sin

and i don't want revenge
no i don't want the eye for eye thing
this isn't just a song that i sing
it's my real life

and i don't want to fight
and i don't want to lose my mind
i hear your offer
and thanks but no, i'm fine