I guess it messed it up I did what I wanted I did what my heart said to Now all the money is gone You're moved on and I don't know what I'll do But I got a wishbone and I don't need your condescending sympathy All the angels that I know are fallen and broken Soaking in the muddy river All the angels that I love, they don't hang out above They come down to deliver They deliver me I guess that your old scars Are rusting on out like broken cars in a field Gra** has grown Leaves have blown, nothing you got to reveal Unless you're a painter, a poet or a friend to me All the angels that I know are fallen and broken Soaking in the muddy river All the angels that I love, they don't hang out above They come down to deliver They deliver me It's the ones down here in the mess of life learning to fly All the angels that I know are fallen and broken Soaking in the muddy river All the angels that I love, they don't hang out above They come down to deliver They deliver me They deliver me They deliver me