This new years
we will make a toast
to every night we sat listening
to the kids screaming outside the window,
to every night we layed in bed
wrapped in eacother's arms.
The safety we felt, knowing that
nothing could shake us, that this was love.
And you moved out,
you changed your number,
and I chased after you
begging you to come home.
And all you left me was a painting you made me,
and every stroke you did
finds my failure,
sayin "don't take love for granted,
don't take love for granted".
And this is when it starts to hurt.

Halle, Hallelujah
There are angels in the architecture
There are angels in the architecture
Halle, Hallelujah
There are angels in the architecture
There are angels in the architecture

Sometimes it hurts more than others,
but I'm young and I'm strong
and I will carry on.
But I'm weak, so weak in the knees.
And Jesus have mercy on my soul,
cause I've been smokin' a couple packs
a day, and I just threw my life away
for a way to get from Filmore to Maine.

Halle, Hallelujah
There are angels in the architecture
There are angels in the architecture
Halle, Hallelujah
There are angels in the architecture
There are angels in the architecture

If love survives us,
maybe then you'll understand
that love never came to fail.
But I guess it's all up to interpretation.
I just wish you had the right translation.

Halle, Hallelujah
There are angels in the architecture
There are angels in the architecture


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