Half a step down

An angel wrapped in a blanket

 tucked away in the back of a carseat

 and although it felt precious at the time,it was mean

and now purposely starving

 waiting for the dreadful phone just to ring

 and until it does just that, I won't do a thing

God has played a mean joke on me

 now he's snickering behind some tree

along with all those other lovers I treated so poorly

Our lovelife patiently awaits

 for the mind and body just to agree

 They bicker, they act very coarsely, they misquote me

And now covered in cobwebs

 dust collecting from my head to my feets

 and someone better shake up these bones before it smothers me

God has played a mean joke on me

 now he's snickering behind some tree

along with all those other lovers I treated so poorly

 I treated so poorly

 I treated so poorly

 I treated so poorly