So, its come to this again
Youre pretty face in your tired hands
Let down by yet another man
Back here with your neon friends
But its alright
Youve got all night
In the strobe lights to revive
Chorus:
Hey there, Angelina,
Dont put the world on your back
Theres a better way youre gonna find it someday
Hey there, Angelina,
Even monuments crack
Theres a better way you gotta find it someday
You just wanna grieve with grace
So you head off for a quiet place
Where your demons cannot chase
Where you can put away your poker face
And its alright
Youve got all night
In the star light
To decide
Everything they told you was lie
Take back all that they sold you
What youre needing you cant buy
Chorus
Notes: a plea for someone who is letting her days pass in the worst
way to find a better way to live her life
