Angela

Angela

I toss and turn at seven thirty

I had that same damn dream again

We drove back to that wooden cabin

Moved in to make amends

There’s no wood inside the cabinet

We bring some in and start a fire

How’ve you been how ya doing lately

Your hands against my thigh

I know I shouldn’t miss you

Angela, I got you on my mind

Angela, I’m not doing fine without you, dear

Remember driving home from Brooklyn

You stuck your head out the window then

I saw a tunnel round the corner and tried to pull you in

You shook me off and leaned out further

Then hopped back in with an inch to spare

I’m on a knife edge dancing screaming you’re skipping without a care

Angela, I got you on my mind

Angela, I’m not doing fine without you, dear

I just want to make out with a stranger

Lose my mind and kiss until my face hurts

I just want to make out with a stranger

Lose my mind and kiss until my face hurts

I just want to make out with a stranger

Lose my mind and kiss until my face hurts

I just want to make out with a stranger

Lose my mind and kiss until my face hurts

Angela, I got you on my mind

Angela, I’m not doing fine without you, dear