So, its come to this again Youre pretty face in your tired hands Let down by yet another man Back here with your neon friends But its alright Youve got all night In the strobe lights to revive Chorus: Hey there, Angelina, Dont put the world on your back Theres a better way youre gonna find it someday Hey there, Angelina, Even monuments crack Theres a better way you gotta find it someday You just wanna grieve with grace So you head off for a quiet place Where your demons cannot chase Where you can put away your poker face And its alright Youve got all night In the star light To decide Everything they told you was lie Take back all that they sold you What youre needing you cant buy Chorus Notes: a plea for someone who is letting her days pass in the worst way to find a better way to live her life