Maybe There Are Angels

I've been drunk enough to blackout I've been screaming at the sky I'm a shadow boxer baby and I don't even know why I'm a tried and true believer that the truth is really not so hard to find I've made so many bad decisions I can't even count them all How the hell did I end up with a life this beautiful I used to try to explain it These days honey I just let it fly Maybe they're people Maybe they don't have wings They're up the steeple cnd down in the broken things Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same just different angles cnd maybe there are angels Stranger things have happened Is it that hard to believe That the guy behind the counter has a halo up his sleeve There's some of them that look like us and some of them that you can't even see Maybe they're people Maybe they don't have wings They're up the steeple cnd down in the broken things Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same from different angles cnd maybe there are angels Maybe they're people Maybe they don't have wings They're up the steeple cnd down in the broken things Think I've figured out that faith and doubt are the same just different angles cnd maybe there are angels