Angel

Angel
You're crawling home again
Your raccoon makeup rolling down your cheeks
Angel
The devil is your friend
Your mind has grown as rotten as your teeth

Your life is dirty men and first shelf booze
Bathroom crank and bad tattoos
Wasted seven Friday nights a week

Angel
It didn't have to be like this
You started out as pristine as your name
When your mama
Gave you your goodnight kiss
She'd have never guessed that you'd wind up insane

Before you became your mama's humiliation
You had your junior choir and confirmation
Long talks and walks down lover's lane
Said you'd forget this town and hop an eastbound train

He was six foot tall, his eyes were blue
Hung drywall, did some roofin' too
Made sweet love to you behind the Bethel
Tavern
And now

Angel
Here comes baby number three
Like your mama hasn't done enough for one and two
When he threw up
Down on bended knee
Your beer-soaked brain thought he'd proposed to you

Of course he went away but you don't quit
You WIC and ma can babysit
You ain't never heard she's there for you
Angel why do you do the things you do