I'm sorry, I wrote another letter
Saying how much I want to die
All the horror movies
Are real in my mind

And somehow when I walk away
When the pain it's too much to hide
You never let me get too far away
You save me on Sunday

When we were angels
When we were angels

I'm sorry, I wrote another letter
Saying how much I want to die
All the horror movies
Are real in my mind

And somehow when I walk away
When the pain is too much to hide
You never let me get too far away
You save me on Sunday

All the horror movies
Are real in my mind

When we were angels (ooooooooh-ooooooooh)
When we were angels (ooooooooh-ooooooooh)
When we were angels (ooooooooh-ooooooooh)
When we were angels (ooooooooh-ooooooooh)

All the horror movies
Are real
Real in my mind

Composição: Michale Graves / Marky Ramone