The eventide
Has come again
To tell me I
Should leave by ten
I've got my keys
Clutched in my hands
Could be a knife
I tell myself
If I had shoulders broad like yours I'd be a man
I'll drink in honor of us two Mr. Barman
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
The corner hides
What my [A]own mind
Imagines as
My last goodbye
If I had shoulders broad like [F]yours I'd be [Am]a man
I'll drink in honor of us two Mr. Barman
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
I don't want to [C7]go out
I just want to [C7]see you [A7crawling
I don't want to [C7]go out
I just want to [C7]see you [A7crawling
Crawling
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me
An Angel Shot me