An angel flying up in the clouds,
Wings beautiful and graceful,
No worries,
No fears,
You come along,
Looking all so perfect,
The angel stands in front of you,
Heart in hand,
You grab the heart,
And lock it up,
You take out your scissors,
Carefully and slowly cutting off her wings,
She doesn't understand what you are doing to her,
With no wings she couldn't fly,
She had worries,
She had fears,
She had fallen,
You destroyed her,
Gripping her heart and squeezing every piece of love out of it,
And once it was dry,
You threw it in the trash,
Leaving the angel fallen.
