Angry Angel

now i don't want to fight
 i don't want to hear your talk
 i only want to know when to walk and when to run
 and i don't want revenge
 and i don't want to save my pride
 i only want to know that i tried the best i can
 and i feel you when the colder north winds blow
 feel you scratch my front door and i knew you'd show
 angry angel
 why don't you let me live my life?
 i've been trying to tell you
 that all of the things you do ain't cool
 take your low red light along to other lives now
 i feel your feathers brush my back as i give myself up for the night
 the crystal fangs shine by the moon and you ask me who you should bite
 but you treat justice like a whore and you're not even close to right
 and i don't want to fight
 no i don't want to take it there
 i know you like to say that you care
 and that's a sin
 and i don't want revenge
 no i don't want the eye for eye thing
 this isn't just a song that i sing
 it's my real life
 and i don't want to fight
 and i don't want to lose my mind
 i hear your offer
 and thanks but no, i'm fine