Angels crying in my bed

[Verse: Christine and the Queens]

Is it really sweet to be this lost?

Is it really worth it?

Is it really good to feel that sad?

Will I ever outcome it?

I saw you in my dream, it wasn't so bad

But then we didn't kiss

Is it really love or is it blood

Drippin' of my wrists?

[Chorus: Christine and the Queens]

Ooh, ah-ah, as I fall

Ooh, ah-ah, I can hear the sweet sound

Of angels crying in my bed

Angels crying in my bed

[Bridge: Christine and the Queens]

I want golden feathers

If they spring from my back

Oh, Lord, I want them golden

[Chorus: Christine and the Queens]

Ooh, ah-ah, as I fall

Ooh, ah-ah, I can hear the sweet sound

Of angels crying in my bed

Angels crying in my bed

Of angels crying in my bed

Angels crying in my bed

[Outro: Madonna]

And maybe we will almost fall in love

I will look into his eyes, and he into mine

My one singlе eye, the unfortunatе other blinded by a punishing slap

And we will agree that love can be blind

And he, healthy boy, well-fed, white with his rosy cheeks

Will wonder about me, pity my bony body

Those thin ribs, and worry, and feel my twisted ears

And the scars on my hands, reminders of the flirtation

Of my skin, and the cruel volcano

And perhaps lift my skirt, before he learns the greater horrors

I own him the truth of me

So I will say to him: end quote

I went to school, end quote