Angels crying in my bed (feat. Madonna)

Is it really sweet to be this lost Is it really worth it Is it really good to feel that sad Will I ever outcome it I saw you in my dream it wasn't so bad But then we didn't kiss Is it really love or is it blood Dripping off my wrists Oh ah As I fall Oh ah I can hear The sweet sound Of angels crying in my bed Angels crying in my bed And I want golden feathers If they spring from my back Oh lord I want them golden Oh ah As I fall Oh ah I can hear The sweet sound Of angels crying in my bed Angels crying in my bed Angels crying in my bed Angels crying And maybe we will Almost fall in love I will look into his eyes And he into mine My one single eye The unfortunate other Blinded by a punishing slap And we will agree That love can be blind And he Healthy boy, well fed, white with his rosy cheeks Will wonder about me Pity my bony body Those thin ribs And worry And feel my twisted ears And the scars on my hands Reminder of the flirtation Of my skin And the cruel volcano And perhaps lift my skirt Before he learns the greater horrors I owe him the truth of me So I will say to him, End quote I went to school End quote