Still believing all the stories that you told me Driving down the 405, I should be anything but lonely Can't forget all of the nights you would disown me Made it hard to settle into you on the nights that you'd hold me Guess I'm a fool for thinking a boy like me could love you too With these clay-stained hands, I'm a fool for thinking like I do Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you Heavy steering wheel and paint all on my t-shirt All the simple things in life, I could not seem to get used to What you call a man who's running from the future? Scared of things that don't yet exist, young, dumb, or stupid? I'm a fool For thinking a boy like me could love you too With these mud-stained jeans, I'm a fool for thinking like I do Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you Wish someone told me chasing angels won't fix you