Christine and the Queens ft. Madonna - Angels crying in my bed Lyrics

Is it really sweet to be this lost?
Is it really worth it?
Is it really good to feel that sad?
Will I ever outcome it?

I saw you in my dream, it wasn't so bad
But then we didn't kiss
Is it really love?
Or is it blood dripping off my wrists?

Oh, as I fall
Oh, I can hear the sweet sound
Of angels crying in my bed
Angels crying in my bed

I would call them feathers
If they spring from my back
Oh lord, I want them golden

Oh, as I fall
Oh, I can hear the sweet sound
Of angels crying in my bed
Angels crying in my bed
Of angels crying in my bed
Angels crying

And maybe we will almost fall in love
I will look into his eyes and he into mine
My only single eye, beyond fortunate other
Blinded by a punishing slap
And we will agree that love can be blind
And he, healthy boy, well-fed
White with his rosy-cheeks
Will wonder about me
Pity my boney body, those thin ribs
And worry and feel my twisted ears
And the scars on my hands
Reminders of the flirtation of my skin
And it grew a volcano
And perhaps lift my skirt
Before he learns the greater whores
I owe him the truth of me
So I will say to him and quote
"I went to sleep", end quote