the angels circle round my head
but i don't want to play
I try to ignore them
live from day to day

but they repeat my sins to me
with everything they say
I'll put it in this big black hole
and hope it goes away

so I change my name every hundred year
a lock of hair every ten
burn a candle every year or so
but I think about you every day

but now it's gonna be another thousand years before I put my lips to your lips again

angels whisper in my ear
and follow the curve of my tongue
they write down every word i say
and everything i've done
I'll miss you whenever you are gone
for a week or for ten years
I'll love and dread to see you again
and it won't assuage my fears

so I change my name every hundred years
change my face every ten
burn a candle every year or so
but I think about you now and then
but now it's gonna be another thousand years before I put my lips to your lips again

the angels circle round my room
and watch me as I sleep
they're with me every hour of my life
permeate the deep
I'd kill them if i knew the way
to keep them off my back
I don't want them hanging 'round
keeping me on track

so I change my name every hundred years
a lock of hair every ten
burn a candle every year or so
but I think about you every day
but now it's gonna be another thousand years before I put my lips to your lips again
but now it's gonna be another thousand years before I put my lips to your witch's tit again

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Writer(s): Jonathan Segel