Stupid Angel

I did it again, I made you
think that I was crazy, I've been
yelling all night I threw the
remote control clear out the window pane.
And every time you make a
new excuse to help explain away
the way I laugh, the way I cry,
the way I scream in just one day.

But I'm not some stupid
Angel
don't wanna be some
Angel
‘cos' every single
Angel
would just love, love, love
to shed her wings.

And sometimes I feel like a
stranger lying in your king-sized bed,
you try to see me but it's like you
see some movie script instead.
But I'm afraid that my responses are not
scripted for the screen,
and I don't even think I want to be
the way you'd have me be.

’Cos I'm not some stupid
Angel
don't wanna be some
Angel
’cos every single
Angel
would just love, love, love
to shed her wings.

So tell me your stories and I'll
tell you mine,
tell me your fears and
I'll listen.
But I'm not here to be some
Valentine, although roses
have been known
to make me smile...

So you come home and I say
"honey, did you have a nice day?"
But what I really mean to say
is "can you see the world my way?"
And it is all of these unspoken questions
living in my mind
that make me act a little crazy
from time to time.

’Cos I'm not some stupid
Angel
don't wanna be some
Angel
’cos every single
Angel
would just love, love, love
to shed her wings.