I can't believe that we burned through this whole pack of cigarettes
I swear to God there is nothing to do in this town
Maybe we'll find out that we're just not made for each other
Hell I don't care you're the best thing that I've ever found
Sooner or later we end up as fragile compartments
Tired of carrying a soul that is so far from home
I never said I was scared of eventually dying
My only fear is I might have to do it alone
Wherever you go
I will find you
I will find you, Angela
Sometimes at night I can still see you laying beside him
Whispering about all the hurt that you're leaving behind
They tell me Jesus can fix all the ones who need healing
Wonder if you'll think of me when you open your eyes
Wherever you go
I will find you
I will find you, Angela
Wherever you go
I will find you
I will find you, Angela
