Trace Adkins
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Ooh, yeah, yeah

I saw an angel fall from grace
When I was just eighteen
With lipstick on her cigarette
And fire on both wings

She never even looked back
As she spiraled toward the ground
Against the red of that summer sky
While the song was goin' down

Hummin' that old Tom Petty song
She wanted me to break her fall

I was a long haired country boy
Turned her on that an outlaw knows it's her
Lettin' go was mostly all my fault

On the backseat of my Chevrolet
And the best Plan B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her fall

She used me like a razor-blade
To cut the ties that bind
Freed herself from daddy's world
Got tangled up in mine

It caught her by surprise
When she found herself in love
Found out 2 weeks on ... creek
This wouldn't be enough

With a long haired country boy
Turned her on that an outlaw knows it's her
Lettin' go was mostly all my fault

'Cause on the backseat of my Chevrolet
And the best Plan B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her fall

Yeah, that's right
And I was a long haired country boy
Turned you on that an outlaw knows and
Lettin' go, well, baby, that was all my fault

'Cause on the backseat of my Chevrolet
And the best Plan B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her fall
Yeah, to break her fall

I saw an angel fall from grace
When I was just eighteen


Mirror lyrics:

When I was just eighteen
I saw an angel fall from grace

Yeah, to break her fall
She wanted me to break her fall
And the best Plan B that Detroit made
'Cause on the backseat of my Chevrolet

Lettin' go, well, baby, that was all my fault
Turned you on that an outlaw knows and
And I was a long haired country boy
Yeah, that's right

She wanted me to break her fall
And the best Plan B that Detroit made
'Cause on the backseat of my Chevrolet

Lettin' go was mostly all my fault
Turned her on that an outlaw knows it's her
With a long haired country boy

This wouldn't be enough
Found out 2 weeks on ... creek
When she found herself in love
It caught her by surprise

Got tangled up in mine
Freed herself from daddy's world
To cut the ties that bind
She used me like a razor-blade

She wanted me to break her fall
And the best Plan B that Detroit made
On the backseat of my Chevrolet

Lettin' go was mostly all my fault
Turned her on that an outlaw knows it's her
I was a long haired country boy

She wanted me to break her fall
Hummin' that old Tom Petty song

While the song was goin' down
Against the red of that summer sky
As she spiraled toward the ground
She never even looked back

And fire on both wings
With lipstick on her cigarette
When I was just eighteen
I saw an angel fall from grace

Ooh, yeah, yeah


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