Matt Goss - don't wanna be your angel lyrics

rate me

Tell me that you hate me

Tell me that I’m 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 can’t get in

And tell me you had a great night

I’m touring on my own, you’re checking out the guys

With the girls on a Friday Night, double standards

that’s why

CHORUS

I don’t wanna be your angel (oh)

Hell is way too hot for you, baby

And it ain’t got room for me

Don’t wanna be your angel (angel angel)

Hell is way too hot for you, baby

It ain’t got room for me (no-oh-oh)

Ain’t got room for me

So tell me that you hate me

Tell me I’m a mother

Tell me there’s no other one person better for me in my life

And tell me that I’m crazy

To think your jealousy, anger and hate

Can eventually break a man deep inside

And tell me your listening to a strangers lies, you’ve changed our lives

And not even once did you come talk to me

Why

CHORUS

I don’t wanna be your angel

Hell is way too hot for you, baby

It ain’t got room for me

Don’t wanna be your angel (angel angel)

Hell is way too hot for you, baby

It ain’t got room for me (no-oh-oh)

Ain’t got room for me (No)

Ain’t got room for me (oh baby)

I don’t wanna be your angel

Hell is way too hot for you, baby

And it ain’t got room for me, no

I don’t wanna be

I don’t wanna be

I don’t wanna be your angel (oh)

Don’t wanna be your angel (oh)

Hell is way too hot for you

But it ain’t got room for me (oh no)

Why do you listen to their lies (repeat)

Don’t wanna be your angel

Don’t wanna be your angel (mmmm)

Why Why did you listen to their lies (repeat)