hipster heartstrings .

be a flamingo in a flock of pigeons

Boy, don’t call me angel
You ain’t got me right
Don’t call me angel
You can’t pay my price
Ain’t from no Heaven
Yeah, you heard me right 
Even though you know we fly
Don’t call me angel

Too many nights and there’s no end
I’m hellbent, the reckless one
Too many nights I justified
All my casualties of love
For all the times I can’t reverse
For all the places where it hurts
The middle of church