for that second chance.

Spend all your time waiting
...for that second chance.
For a break that would make it okay.
There's always some reason to feel not good enough,
and it's hard at the end of the day.
I need a distraction,
oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty,
oh, and weightless and maybe
We'll find some peace tonight.


In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here
From that cold, dark hotel room
...and the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage of you silent reverie.
In the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here.


So tired of the straight line,
and, everywhere you go:
There's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting.
You keep building the lie that you make up for all that you lack.
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time.
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness,
oh, this glorious sadness.
...that brings me to my knees