My forty days are up
I won't see the sun
Drinking til my liver hurts
Got no where left to run
I'm not leaving this hotel
Somewhere stuck between heaven and hell
Down the bottle now I'm hanging off a ledge
Roll the credits only seconds left
Walking cross the edge
Smoking on a cigarette
I hear the angel knocking
This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end
I see his hand coming down
I can hear those bells
I'm choking up, getting overwhelmed
Pop another pill as the pain it swells
As the pain it swells
Down the bottle now I'm hanging off a ledge
Roll the credits only seconds left
Walking cross the edge
Smoking on a cigarette
I hear the angel knocking
This could be the end
I won't see tomorrow
Know my time is borrowed
I've been running for so long
But Azrael he follows
I won't see tomorrow
Know my time is borrowed
I've been running for so long
But Azrael he follows