angel by my side.

catefrances

there's a devil on my shoulder
and an angel by my side
and often times i wonder
if i'm wasting all my pride
with everything that i do
and all the thoughts inside my head
when the man i'm with
raises his fist and wishes i was dead
i want to have the strength to stand
and tell him his wish is my wish too
and if i did i'd like to see
if what i said might change his tune
would he realise what he'd done
with every word he spoke
or would he never notice
as the life inside me choked
there's a devil on my shoulder
it seems he's winning the debate
but the angel tightly holds my hand
cause she knows it's not too late.