Lyrics Angel - Jamey Johnson
The
voice
on
the
telephone
sounds
awful
angry
And
somehow
it
doesnt
fit
in
The
face
in
the
picture
I
keep
on
my
dresser
Of
a
girl
I
once
called
my
best
friend
We
drank
from
the
fountain
of
good
times
and
dreaming
But
lawyers
have
poisoned
the
well
And
as
our
love
is
dyin′
they're
makin′
a
killin'
Off
of
heartache
and
furniture
sales
And
the
line
between
evil
and
good
disapear
And
now
it's
so
hard
to
tell
Am
I
shakin′
a
demon
that′s
after
my
soul
Or
sendin'
and
angel
to
hell?
Am
I
right
or
is
she
right
or
are
we
both
wrong?
Or
is
it
even
about
that
at
all?
And
as
heaven
is
fadin′
we're
fightin′
and
fusin'
And
the
devil′s
just
havin'
a
ball
And
the
line
between
evil
and
good
disapear
And
now
it's
so
hard
to
tell
Am
I
shakin′
a
demon
that′s
after
my
soul
Or
sendin'
and
angel
to
hell?
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