December sky is dark and bleary,
Solitary mourning light,
Little boy cries for his bottle,
Could be daytime could be,
Night was when she met her lover,
Slip in through the bedroom door,
She believed his tender whisper,
"I will give you everything,
Plastic money and a ring"
(they said)
"There stands and angel by her side"
He's the cutest little b******
Never even saw his dad
Spitting image of his mother
She thanks god for
Nothing more than pain and sorrow
Nothing more than helplessness
Dread the coming of tomorrow
People bang upon the door
A body lies upon the floor
(they said)
"There stands and angel by her side"
People bang upon the door
A body lies upon the floor
(they said)
"There stands and angel by her side"
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste
of precious life
Solitary mourning light,
Little boy cries for his bottle,
Could be daytime could be,
Night was when she met her lover,
Slip in through the bedroom door,
She believed his tender whisper,
"I will give you everything,
Plastic money and a ring"
(they said)
"There stands and angel by her side"
He's the cutest little b******
Never even saw his dad
Spitting image of his mother
She thanks god for
Nothing more than pain and sorrow
Nothing more than helplessness
Dread the coming of tomorrow
People bang upon the door
A body lies upon the floor
(they said)
"There stands and angel by her side"
People bang upon the door
A body lies upon the floor
(they said)
"There stands and angel by her side"
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste
of precious life