She lays down her head on her pillow
she's never felt so alone
she thinks of her friends and her family
she's one step closer to home
she thinks of a lover that left her
they get what they want and then leave
she stares at the pills on her dresser
closes her eyes and believes

she'll be an angel tonight
she's already made up her mind
she'll think of him as she takes her last breath
and her wings will surely beat him to death

she thinks of the good times and bad times
dancin' in old mexico
she holds her unborn children
a feeling that she'll never know

she'll be an angel tonight
she's already made up her mind
she'll think of them as she takes her last breath
and her wings will surely beat them to death