Are your eyes burning up From the make up and tears I bet you miss songs about us Yet you write delicate notes But it's not worth my time Cause we both
Oh, those days turn into years and you did nothing And now you wish you'd been left out there on the shelf Baby, you're an angel Doin' things for him
we are all being vain and looking at ourselves in mirrors very closely nodding straight up in a line, and all the funny little stories that are told are
Oh those days turn into years and you did nothing And now you wish you'd been left out there on the shelf Baby you're an angel Doin things for him and
tonight Oh those days turn into years and you did nothing And now you wish you'd been left out there on the shelf Baby you're an angel Doin things for