• Baby wants to die tonight
    Hear her soft, cold cries
    An angel takes her hand so tight
    To tell her how to fly.

    Her wings are broke and mangled
    She fell from worlds on high
    But she promises she’ll show you
    How it feels to die

    Her hands are cold and icy
    As she takes that gun
    To stare salvation in the eye
    To ask you how it’s done

    The angel speaks low and sweet
    “Pull the trigger, dear.”
    And she knows that it’s the only way
    She’ll get away from here.

    She asks herself “who cares? “
    Where’s her man tonight?
    In lonely bars under the stars
    He drinks to fly so high.

    Who will cry for her?
    Who will lie that day?
    Dressed up in black
    They’ll touch the box,
    And say the parting words

    Where were you that night?
    When baby took her life?
    Do you feel for things you never said
    Or worse for all you did.

    In that lonely note,
    She promises she’s safe
    She says that she went home today
    She spread her wings to fly.