pimlico street

She always said she liked angels, but I never knew why Sculptures on the table look you right in the eye I'm sitting at the table watching you make the food Your dining room chairs are so unstable the creaking rang through the room She always said she liked angels, she said it smiling at you You know that you're her angel, but you acted like you never knew You should have told her When she was younger She always said she liked angels, in her bed with her nails red She looked at me like a stranger, I took it personal and got upset I don't believe in heaven, but I believe in you I know that you're an angel like you always wanted to You should have told her When she was younger