Angelface

I love this fucking country (who feels me?)
 And she loved me more than I could imagine
 So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic
 Ran away from the backyard to drift some more
 Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
 With a woman who don't even drink alcohol
 Big letters "IRONY" tagged on the wall
 She was named for another flat land
 We had a strong back then
 In common, we had a bond
 That would never see the break of dawn
 To damn afraid of the queen trying to take the pawn (threw that away)
 Yes, yes headed out west and got undressed
 With the nurture that she gave me
 Made me trip and get obsessed
 There was a lady in Los Angeles
 That handled this the way the manual suggest
 She turned me on to music that I never heard before
 She told me stories from a cup I haven't leaned to pour
 And I don't know who hurt it more
 Professional journals or perpetual burn holes
 Scarring up the dirty floor (peace)
 Found a hollow hole in the Colorado snow
 It's like I follow anywhere el Diablo go
 Took a stroll with the feline
 And sat silent while the snow flakes fell into the design
 Can't let her dance up on top on the top floor
 Been there done that
 What do you think it's locked for?
 I've lost more to my traveling soul
 Then I care to talk about so I'll be out, I'll be on the road
 (Down, down) Down in Gainesville
 No stranger to shame. Coltrain and pain pills
 Sometimes the ceiling's to easy to stare at
 But it keeps me from a forest full of snare traps and bear traps
 And it can't come clean without the sun beams
 And it ain't complete without the drum beats
 I can tell she don't want me "as is"
 Time to climb back into the van and make the back stiff
 And I had to add one more story to the infinite
 Already interwoven through a New York cigarette
 Ex-lover and a best friend
 Best lover and an ex-friend'll bend for alcoholic sentimentalism
 And the rhythm of religion on the p.a. make the people here say,
 "God bless the deejay"
 She stays to wait for a replay
 While I wonder if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway?
 Chicago, inside of an empty bottle
 There's a thin line between gossip and gospel
 And there's a house over there near Wicker Park
 Where I found out smart was afraid of the dark
 Had to break a heart just to help me heal up
 Tie a knot in the stomach just to help me seal up
 Make sure the demons stay beneath the core
 Pray for you and yours and whoever you believe in more
 Look around you there's angels amongst us
 (Look around you there's angels amongst us)
 Sittin' in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
 Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
 She's tryin' to find a lost soul to save
 And I'm a lost soul trying to find a road that's paved
 Keep faith in my suitcase, pack my beliefs
 Angels exist, I've even seen some sleep
 I love this fucking country (who feels me?)
 And she loved me more than I could imagine
 So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic