She lays down her head on her pillow she's never felt so alone she thinks of her friends and her family she's one step closer to home she thinks of a lover that left her they get what they want and then leave she stares at the pills on her dresser closes her eyes and believes she'll be an angel tonight she's already made up her mind she'll think of him as she takes her last breath and her wings will surely beat him to death she thinks of the good times and bad times dancin' in old mexico she holds her unborn children a feeling that she'll never know she'll be an angel tonight she's already made up her mind she'll think of them as she takes her last breath and her wings will surely beat them to death