I Don't Believe In Angels

Well, At Least Not In Yours

But I Believe In The Sensation

Of Holding You Close



And I Don't Believe In Exile

Well, At Least Not How You Practise It

But I'm Willing To Regret

All The Travels I Made

All The Triumphs In My Book

'cos I'm Afraid That They Took Me Away From You



So Don't Be Upset

'cos Your Bottleneck Barbiturate

Ain't Helping You Out

It Wasn't Meant To Be A Hole In The Ground

Don't Make Me Wait

'cos Your Bottleneck Barbiturate

Is Letting You Down

'Cos I Know Other Ways Of Getting Around

The Lonely Hour



Oh, I'm The One Who Used To Tell You

Oh, That Something Is For Free

And That Being Lonely

Doesn't Have To Be A Drag (what A Gag)



Now If I Was To Envy You

You Know It Wouldn't Be For Real

No, Just A Way To Steal

Or Can It Be So

That We've Made It On Our Own?

I Don't Know, But These Walls Seems To Tell Me It Ain't So



So Don't Be Upset

'cos Your Bottleneck Barbiturate

Ain't Helping You Out

It Wasn't Meant To Be A Hole In The Ground

Don't Make Me Wait

'cos Your Bottleneck Barbiturate

Is Letting You Down

'Cos I Know Other Ways Of Getting Around

The Lonely Hour, Hour, Hour



Oh, Don't Make Me Wait

'cos Your Bottleneck Barbiturate

Is Letting You Down

It Wasn't Meant To Be A Hole In The Ground



Oh, Don't Make Me Wait

'cos Your Bottleneck Barbiturate

Is Letting You Down

'Cos I Know Better Ways Of Getting Around

The Lonely Hour



Don't Make Me Wait X3