Angels (Don’t Always Have Wings) - Thomas Rhett

作词：Julian Bunetta/Thomas Rhett/Jaten Dimsdale/Josh Thompson

作曲：Julian Bunetta/Thomas Rhett/Jaten Dimsdale/Josh Thompson

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 uh

Yeah I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn

You're the last thing on earth I deserve

You shoulda 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 savin' on me

Maybe angels don't always have wings

I ain't that type of guy

That 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 shoulda 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 savin' 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 shoulda 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 savin' on me

Whoa now I believe

Maybe angels don't always have wings

Mmmh

They don't always have wings