Lyrics

Take me tomorrow
Take me as I come
Take me and hold on, baby
I'm tired with nowhere to run

Be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead
Baby, be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead

No account for poor decisions
No excuses for what's been done
Sins, the life of leisure
Well spent with the devil's son

Be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead
Baby, be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead
Baby, be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead

Nights in seclusion
Delusional for your touch
Days in passing sunset
Horizons hidden by dust
Letters for salvation
Futures looking rough
This prison of lost temptation
Lord, I've had enough

Be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead
Baby, be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead
Baby, be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead

Be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead
Baby, be an angel, hold my head
These backroads have nearly left me dead