Don't Wanna Be Your Angel

Tell me that you hate me
Tell me that Im never gonna see your pretty face again
And tell me that you faked it
Tell me that you changed the locks on the door
And even if I wanna come home I cant get in
And tell me you had a great night
Im touring on my own, youre checking out the guys
With the girls on a Friday Night, double standards
thats why

CHORUS

I dont wanna be your angel (oh)
Hell is way too hot for you, baby
And it aint got room for me
Dont wanna be your angel (angel angel)
Hell is way too hot for you, baby
It aint got room for me (no-oh-oh)
Aint got room for me

So tell me that you hate me
Tell me Im a mother
Tell me theres no other one person better for me in my life
And tell me that Im crazy
To think your jealousy, anger and hate
Can eventually break a man deep inside
And tell me your listening to a strangers lies, youve changed our lives
And not even once did you come talk to me
Why

CHORUS

I dont wanna be your angel
Hell is way too hot for you, baby
It aint got room for me
Dont wanna be your angel (angel angel)
Hell is way too hot for you, baby
It aint got room for me (no-oh-oh)
Aint got room for me (No)
Aint got room for me (oh baby)

I dont wanna be your angel
Hell is way too hot for you, baby
And it aint got room for me, no

I dont wanna be
I dont wanna be
I dont wanna be your angel (oh)
Dont wanna be your angel (oh)
Hell is way too hot for you
But it aint got room for me (oh no)

Why do you listen to their lies (repeat)

Dont wanna be your angel
Dont wanna be your angel (mmmm)

Why Why did you listen to their lies (repeat)