Angels (Don’t Always Have Wings) - Thomas Rhett
Lyrics by:Julian Bunetta/Thomas Rhett/Jaten Dimsdale/Josh Thompson
Composed by:Julian Bunetta/Thomas Rhett/Jaten Dimsdale/Josh Thompson
I don't talk to God
Like you always tell me I should
I don't live my life every day
Like you prayed that I would uh
Yeah I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn
You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You shoulda slammed the door
Changed the lock and said adios
To my selfish heart
Tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient
And wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have wings
I ain't that type of guy
That miracles wake up next to
For too long I didn't know what I had
But dang these days I do
If I make it to heaven it'll be by a hair
But one look at you and I'm there
Maybe angels don't always have
Wings and halos
But hey what do I know
'Cause I dang near drug one through hell
But you shoulda slammed the door
Whoa now I believe
Mmmh
They don't always have wings