作词 : Julian Bunetta/Thomas Rhett/Jaten Dimsdale/Josh Thompson

作曲 : 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

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, thesе days I do

If I make it to heaven, it'll bе by a hair

But one look at you and I'm back

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 and halos

But hey, what do I know?

'Cause I damn near drug one through hell

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

Whoa, whoa

Now I believe, that maybe angels don't always have wings

Oh

Don't always have wings