Ant - Angelface (Multiples 5 vs Travel 4) lyrics

I love this f**ing country 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 it 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 drip and get obsessed There was a lady in Los Angeles That handled this the way the manual suggest (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 learned to pour And I don't know what 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 a feline And sat silent while the snowflakes fell into the design Can't let her dance up 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, Coltrane, and pain pills Sometimes the ceiling's too easy to stare at But it keeps me from a forest full of snare taps 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 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 PA Make the people here say God bless the DJ 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 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 And make sure them demons stay beneath the core Pray for you and yours and whomever you believe in more Look around you there's angels amongst us Look around you there's angels amongst us Sitting in the rain at some sidewalk cafe Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray Trying 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 packed my beliefs Angels exist, I've even seen some sleep I love this f**ing country And she loved me more than I could imagine So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic