The Used - Cut Up Angels - Текст песни

If we cut out the bed 

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

Now clean up the mess


I lost my head 

You couldn't come

This loss to my brain almost feels like a gun


Watch you bite into the bottle

Watch me kick out the chair

Let you chew up the glass

And laughed at you just on air

I had thought of those petals so perfectly pure

Then I thought of your petals 

And the abuse they've been through


I lost my head 

You couldn't come

This loss to my brain almost feels like a gun

You lost your head 

I couldn't come

This loss to my brain almost feels like a gun

Whoa whoa


I told the angels

Cant stay in heaven

I asked the devil

If we cut out the bed well then we'd have nothing left

Like I cut up your angels 

Yeah you stabbed me to death


I lost my head 

You couldn't come

This loss to my brain almost feels like a gun

You lost your head 

I couldn't come

This loss to my brain almost feels just like a gun