Crazy

Angels above, they had told her
That she was so close to perfection
Of course they were wrong, she won’t need them
None of them will know about us

Maybe there’s something she’s missing
Something she cannot find out
There can be no other reason
That she will never be without a doubt

Angel’s going crazy, crazy
Is she angry? Maybe, maybe
Angel’s going crazy, crazy
We’re coming for her baby, baby
Crazy, crazy

The workshop’s alive with all life now
You always did brighten the show
We’ll get you out of this place some how
But her we will never know

Boris and I have been watching
Rooting for you all this time
And now when we stop the great angel
Never again will she get to shine

Angel’s going crazy, crazy
Is she angry? Maybe, maybe
Angel’s going crazy, crazy
We’re coming for her baby, baby
Crazy, crazy

Oh, you really think
I don’t know ‘bout you?
Oh, you really think
There’s nothing I can do?
I won’t let you go
There is no coming back
If there can only be one
Then I will be the last

Angel’s going crazy, crazy
Is she angry? Maybe, maybe
Angel’s going crazy, crazy
We’re coming for her baby, baby
Crazy, crazy

End the angel