Ace Reporter - Saints & Angels lyrics

every time we meet you're praying in your sleep what you tell the angels, those are secrets you should keep used to pull myself away I'm sorry that I came I could in the kitchen talk about your children dictionary entry for avoidable mistake strange night to dance like an idiot half-gone to true proletariat I'm never fine after the sun goes down this isn't love, make that clear I'm just a voice you like to hear every now and then this time of year the city shines, but not for us just a boy you like to touch all the saints and angels pray for us If you were in my place you'd see this is a cage I would never struggle, I'm remarkably behaved It's trying hard to try to depend on you you said it wouldn't count, but that wasn't true I'm never fine after the sun goes down Meet me outside, you're beautiful Meet me outside, you're beautiful Meet me outside your beautiful car