ترانه و شعر با صدای Thomas Rhett
I don't talk to God like you always tell me I should I don't live my life every day like you prayed that I would, hmm Yeah, I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You should've slammed the door, changed the lock And said, "Adios" to my selfish heart, tore it apart And left me alone Don't know why you were patient And wasted good saving on me Maybe angels don't always have wings
I ain't that type of guy Who miracles wake up next to For too long, I didn't know what I had But dang, these days, I do If I make it to Heaven, it'll be by a hair But one look at you, and I'm there
You should've slammed the door, changed the lock And said, "Adios" to my selfish heart, tore it apart And left me alone Don't know why you were patient And wasted good saving on me Maybe angels don't always have
Wings and halos But hey, what do I know? 'Cause I dang near drug one through hell
But you should've slammed the door, changed the lock And said, "Adios" to my selfish heart, tore it apart And left me alone Don't know why you were patient And wasted good saving on me Oh, whoa, now I believe That maybe angels don't always have wings
Hmm-hmm They don't always have wings
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