Yes, the hair is from a little boy
Says they call her out by her name
They call her out
Oh, oh, oh, she talks to angels
Oh, ooh, oh, oh, angels
Says she talks to angels
And the cross is someone she has not met
Says they all know her name
She don't know no lover
She wears a cross around her neck
Yeah, ee, eah, eah, eah, eah
She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
Oh yeah, she talks to angels
She paints her eyes as black as night now
Not yet
She talks to angels
None that I ever seen
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain come
After you meet her family
Pulls those shades down tight
But to me, yeah me
Means everything
She paints her eyes as black as night now
Says they call her out by her name
They call her out by her name
Call her out
Don't you know that they
The pain gonna make everything alright
They call her out by her name
Alright, yeah heah
Yeah, to her that ain't nothin'
Says they call her out by her name
The pain gonna make everything alright
Call her out by her name
Says she talks to angels
Oh yeah, she talks to angels
Oh, yeah, heah, angels
Yes, she'll tell you she's an orphan
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there's a smile when the pain comes
