Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dayton James
Dayton James
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tremaine Dayton Robinson
Tremaine Dayton Robinson
Songwriter
Robert Wauchope
Robert Wauchope
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mainey
Mainey
Producer
Bobby Love
Bobby Love
Producer

Lyrics

Like a bullet you pierced right through my soul
And I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding on this floor
How could an angel deal a punishment so?
I ain't breathing, not breathing no more
With my final look I see a halo
And it's fading, fading from yellow
Still I'm thinking this could all be a hoax
As I'm falling lower
All along you were the death of me
When I thought you were the best of me
I thought that you would make a better me
But you got the best of me
Angel in black
Put a knife right through my back
How could you get a tan
Just to go and do that?
Angel in black
Put a knife right through my back
How could you get a tan
Just to go and do that?
Such a fool to ever trust a single word
But I believed in everything I heard
All those empty promises you took to change
Guess you covered them in dirt
You were the death of me
When I thought you were the best of me
I thought that you would make a better me
But you got the best of me
Angel in black
Put a knife right through my back
How could you get a tan
Just to go and do that?
Angel in black
Put a knife right through my back
How could you get a tan
Just to go and do that?
Written by: Robert Wauchope, Tremaine Dayton Robinson
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