god sees everything
shorr, kalie
his mama thinks he's an angel
she don't see him on the weekend
they all think he's so perfect
but when you look under the surface
that boy never tells the truth
he thinks he's good as gold with those angel wings
his daddy thinks he's runnin' bases
and going straight back home
he don't see him when he's drinking
they all think he's so perfect
but when you look under the surface
that boy never tells the truth
he thinks he's good as gold with those angel wings
that cross 'round his neck don't mean a thing
don't pay no mind to his promise ring
that boy never tells the truth
he thinks he's good as gold with those angel wings