Angel Songtext
von Jamey Johnson

The voice on the telephone sounds awful angry
And somehow it doesnt fit in
The face in the picture I keep on my dresser
Of a girl I once called my best friend

We drank from the fountain of good times and dreaming
But lawyers have poisoned the well
And as our love is dyin′ they're makin′ a killin'
Off of heartache and furniture sales


And the line between evil and good disapear
And now it's so hard to tell
Am I shakin′ a demon that′s after my soul
Or sendin' and angel to hell?

Am I right or is she right or are we both wrong?
Or is it even about that at all?
And as heaven is fadin′ we're fightin′ and fusin'
And the devil′s just havin' a ball

And the line between evil and good disapear
And now it's so hard to tell
Am I shakin′ a demon that′s after my soul
Or sendin' and angel to hell?