ANGEL (DancewiththeoldMii)

[Instrumental Intro — 0:00–0:15] [Vocal Intro — 0:15–0:29 | airy, one line every two bars] You look like mercy in the passenger seat I look like trouble you refuse to believe Your hands on my face like you’re checking I breathe You call me worth it; I wish I agreed [Hook — 0:29–0:44 | open, melodic] You’re my angel, I’m just a wretch You wear the halo, I make the mess You hold me steady when I lose my step I turn your patience into regret You’re my angel; I came here cursed You gave me heaven, I gave you the worst You clean up the damage and hide all the hurt Then wake beside me with ash on your shirt [Verse 1 — 0:44–1:14 | controlled melodic delivery] You left your earrings inside of my car Right by the receipts and the pharmacy cards I said, “Don’t save me,” then watched it hit hard You rode home trying not to fall apart I keep apologies typed in my notes Delete every line when it gets to my throat You call me honest; I call it a joke ’Cause truth only shows when I’m scared you’ll let go You see the good buried under the rust You give me your future and hand me your trust I find every weakness and grind it to dust Then beg you to stay like the damage was love I know your friends say I’m draining your light I know they’re right when we argue at night You sleep at the edge with your back to my side Still leave me cold water, then turn out the light [Hook — 1:14–1:29] You’re my angel, I’m just a wretch You wear the halo, I make the mess You hold me steady when I lose my step I turn your patience into regret You’re my angel; I came here cursed You gave me heaven, I gave you the worst You clean up the damage and hide all the hurt Then wake beside me with ash on your shirt [Refrain — 1:29–1:59 | sparse, one line every two bars] I don’t deserve the way that you stay Still, I come undone when you walk away You say a wretch can still learn how to change I watch your halo grow dimmer each day I don’t need heaven; I need to get help You shouldn’t have to keep losing yourself You carry the pieces I left on the shelf Then blame your own hands when they don’t make me well [Verse 2 — 1:59–2:29 | firmer delivery, same register] You keep your suitcase half-packed by the door I act like I don’t see the shoes on the floor You ask if I love you, I say, “Even more” But love ain’t the question you’ve asked me before You ask if I’ll change, and I reach for your hand Like touch can replace having something that’s planned I swear I can fix what I don’t understand Then make you translate every ache that I am You kiss my forehead; I stare at the wall You make me feel human, I make you feel small I hear all my worst traits come out when we talk You flinch at the silence before I go off Maybe an angel should leave me behind Before all my darkness gets into your eyes But you touch the door and I swear I’ll get right By morning, the same man is back in your life [Final Hook — 2:29–2:44 | fuller, restrained doubles] You’re my angel, I’m just a wretch You wear the halo, I make the mess You hold me steady when I lose my step I turn your patience into regret You’re my angel; I came here cursed You gave me heaven, I gave you the worst You clean up the damage and hide all the hurt Then wake beside me with ash on your shirt [Post-Hook — 2:44–2:59 | stretched endings] You wear the halo; I make the mess I turn all your patience into regret You’re still an angel with ash on your dress I’m still the wretch with your name on my chest [Outro — 2:59–3:12 | fading] Ash on your dress… Your name on my chest… You’re still my angel… I’m still a wretch…