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Who tipped you off
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How could she betray me
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These hungry fingers
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They found us guilty for love
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And she said her lips were sealed
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Easing my conscience
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Now what has been done
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That you were the first one to know
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I thought we were sleeping
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Who said that dreams don't come true?
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This was her dream for revenge
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She had to tell you
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CHORUS:
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I could use an angel
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Can't refuse an angel
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Got business with an angel
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She was no angel
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Wearing that coat
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You look like an amateur spy
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How come you're not angry?
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She wore your heart like a charm
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A bracelet of boys on her wrist
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Why aren't you angry?
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Here on my bed
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Tears on my bed
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Mixed with the dust
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Of things that she said
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Burning a trust
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Like a salt burns the wound
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Like a capsule burns up
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When it enters the atmosphere
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Were you consumed
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From the takeoff of this doomed mission
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REPEAT CHORUS
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I guess we must be brothers
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We share a common traitor
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We cancel each other
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Hoisting her elevator
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I never meant to hurt you
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I'll never be converted
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I want the host of angels
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REPEAT CHORUS
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I Could Use An Angel
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| John Hiatt |
